Chapter 921

Harry had finally confessed-out loud, no less—and the thrill mixed with shock left Hank almost lightheaded.

Harry had killed nine people, but the cops had only ever recovered eight bodies.

Jason had called it: the very first victim was still missing because Harry had hidden the body.

The game wasn't over yet. Hank kept up his performance, still acting like he was writhing in pain.

Truth was, Harry's knife hadn't even broken skin. The blood in Hank's mouth and soaking his shirt was all fake. He and Jason had planned it all out, knowing Harry's twisted methods. Hank was wearing a protective vest under his clothes- something straight out of an old detective movie. The blood? Just movie prop stuff.

It was all a setup to make Harry confess on tape. Hank had a discreet earpiece with Jason listening in and recording everything from a van nearby.

This was the kind of evidence that would finally bring Harry down.

"You're insane," Hank whispered, his voice shaky with fake fear. "You killed nine people? But the police only found eight bodies. You're lying. Are you just trying to scare me? The cops are too good to miss a killer like you."

are useless. I told you I

the pressure up. "Then where's the ninth body, huh? If you want me to

"It's under the

up and let out a huge sigh. "Man, you finally cracked. I was about to lose

be a wounded woman, while covered in fake blood, had tested Hank's acting skills to

stared at him, dumbfounded. "Wait-you're

fake padding and protective vest from under his shirt

got two options: turn yourself in, o'll haul you

face twisted as he realized he'd been

grinned. "Took

fury. Seeing Hank alone, he lunged

Hank didn't

need to. Jason appeared

the river behind the stalls, then wade in, holding Harry under until he stopped fighting. He slapped cuffs on his wrists and dragged him

and gasping, too weak

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