Revenge After Death

It took Rachel a moment to speak up. “What’s your relationship with this suspect?”

“What suspect?” I realized that I had forgotten Steven was a murderer.

My impression of him had changed so drastically when all along, I’d firmly believed he was the

murderer.

I pretended to be nice to him, just to make him let his guard down and get the truth and secrets about the serial murder case out of him.

“I’m Stephie’s husband,” Steven raised his head and said.

I glared at Steven, and he lowered his head miserably.

“Stephie? You’re called Stephic too?” Rachel asked cautiously.

“I’m Stephany Larson.” I anticipated that Rachel might struggle to accept that I’m Stephanie Carlson, so I decided to reach out to her using the name Stephany.

“Why did you pretend to be Stephanie?” Rachel frowned and asked.

“What… “I sighed. Even if I told her that I’m Stephanie, Rachel wouldn’t believe it.

“Fine, as long as you two are okay.”

1 sat on the side, catching my breath for quite some time.

Stephany was much more physically fit than I used to be.

Back when I was Stephanie, I was frequently ill. My health wasn’t great.

But Stephany… I thought she’d be weak from all the medication, making it easy for me to take advantage of her.

Instead, she was running around, not even out of breath, and seemed pretty healthy. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

“I’m feeling really rough, Stephie,” Steven murmured.

I reached out and touched his forehead. “With such a high fever, no wonder you’re feeling

uncomfortable.”

Steven remained quiet. He just looked at me.

I couldn’t handle the way his eyes kept staring at me so intensely, making my heart race inexplicably.

I quickly looked away and pulled him up. “Come on, let’s go home.”

Rachel stood up as well, trailing behind me. “I never imagined Michael… would still be backing

Yasmin.”

“Perhaps he’s not backing Yasmin, but his fragile ego,” I retorted sarcastically. “Yasmin is carrying

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his child now, he won’t easily let go of her, so your scheme… might not pan out.”

“Yeah… Yasmin is pregnant now, and Zion doesn’t agree with the cops using a pregnant woman as bait,” Rachel sighed.

I whispered to Rachel, “Don’t you guys suspect that he might be the real murderer? Or that he’s involved somehow? Just because there’s no evidence?“.

Rachel shook her head. “Zion said he might have been threatened by the murderer to take the fall.”

Threatened by the murderer?

“He just turned himself in, and then Stephie’s body was found. They must have made some kind of deal.” Rachel speculated.

1 shook my head. No, it shouldn’t only be about threats.

Steven showed up at the scene where I was kidnapped, and later he appeared at the murder bait setup.

He was somehow tied to the murderer.

Even if he wasn’t the killer or an accomplice, he would surely know the identity of the murderer.

“Isn’t Yasmin the only girl left from the orphanage? And this victim…” I wondered if it was the same person behind this incident.

“It’s the former orphanage director’s daughter.” Rachel glanced at me. “The cops have labeled it a serial murder case, which means they have evidence pointing to the same killer in all incidents.”

“The same person?” I turned to look at Steven.

What’s the connection between Steven and the murderer?

Was he an accomplice, a partner, or something else…

As the three of us strolled down the alley, Steven suddenly stopped.

I turned to look at him, he was vigilantly looking around, tightly holding my hand.

Was there someone else? I also looked around vigilantly.

It felt like someone was watching us.