âIs it possible that weâre heading in the wrong direction? Maybe the murderer isnât a male, but a female? Or maybe itâs Stephanie Carlson?â Lily told Zion her suspicion.
Zion remained silent.
I tried to explain to him, but it was no use. They couldnât hear me crying or shouting.
I wondered why the murderer was putting my belongings on the victims after he had killed me.
First, it was my bracelet; Now, it was my earring.
What the hell was that lunatic trying to do?
I followed Zion to the Godrey River. It was a remote area that was some distance away from the abandoned orphanage.
Obviously, the murderer had dumped the body into the river. Then, the body floated downstream and was found in such a desolate place.
I stood by the river and saw that body covered in white cloth. I couldnât help but cover my eyes in fear.
Yes, even when I was dead, I was still as timid as ever.
âThatâs Stephanieâs earring alright. The last body had Stephanieâs bracelet, and this one had her earring. What is the murderer trying to say?â Phil was puzzled.
âLily might be right. Maybe the murderer is Stephanie Carlson! Even if it isnât her, sheâs definitely part of it.
âSheâs now missing, and her friends insist that sheâs still alive. So maybe she pretended she was missing, but the fact is, sheâs the killer or accomplice!â Phil said angrily.
âI heard that Stephanie Carlson was in love with Michael Ford. They said she would do anything to get married to him.
âPerhaps she knew the murderer. So whenever the murderer kills someone, she intentionally leaves. her belongings on the victims so she could provoke Michael and Yasmin?â Lily said as she walked to them.
I stared at Zion helplessly and shook my head desperately. âNo, it wasnât me. I did not.â
Zion remained silent for a while, and then he said, âGet an arrest warrant for Stephanie and put her on the wanted list.â
The last hope I had been holding onto shattered in a blink of an eye.
I sarcastically glanced at the officers who were standing before me. Then, I turned around and left helplessly.
trot only I they not believe in me, but they even standered me and planned on arresting me I wondered if they would feel guilty for their suspletoms when they found my body.
Anyway, that was not important to me anymore.
No one in the world would believe in me to one believed that i was dead.
And no one believed that Vesmin was the one who got me into this.
All of them believed in Yasmin I went back to Hamforth Residence, where I used to stay with Mom and Dad before their accident.
We might not be considered wealthy in Huma, but we were a happy middleâclass family.
Before I was 18, I used to imagine I was the happiest little princess who had a beautiful life with my parents and a wonderful future ahead.
However, everything had been ruined.
I could never go back to how things were.
As I wandered on the street in despair, countless cars ran through my soul. But I couldnât care less.
I never thought that I would fall into the pit of despair after I died. I was even more desperate than I was alive because I couldnât even end my life when I was a ghost.
âStephie⦠Stephie, where are you? Please⦠come back to me.â
1 I heard a faint cry coming from the entrance of my old home. A thin figure was squatting at the door and kept making calls.
I stood under the streetlight. My body trembled when I saw who it was.
That was Rachel, My childhood friend and bestie.
Rachel tried to get through my phone over and over, even though the phone was no longer reachable.
âStephie, please donât scare me. Donât scare me,â she kept murmuring.
Her voice sounded hoarse after a long cry, yet she couldnât stop repeating, âStephie, please donât scare me. Come back to me, Stephile.â
I squatted next to her helplessly, I wanted to hug her, but I couldnât.
âRach, Fin here. Iâm right hereâ¦â I said to her in tears, âDonât cry, Rach. Iâm here.â
However, Rachel couldnât hear me.
âStephie, Iâll find out the truth. I promise you Iâll find out the truth and avenge you, Rachel promised in her hoarse voice.
I had a bad feeling about this. Rachel was the only person who really cared about me, so I couldnât let anything happen to her.
âRach!â I followed her and screamed her name in worry, but she didnât look back.
She wiped her tears and made a call on her phone. âHave you found it?â
âThe police found another body today. The body was wearing Stephanieâs earring. The police couldnât identify the victim, but theyâd confirmed it wasnât Stephanie through DNA analysis.
As Rachel studied medicine, she had a friend in forensics. Hence, she could easily find out about the investigation.
âPut me in touch with Zion Landon. Tell him that Iâve been going out during nights for quite some time, and Iâm willing to be his bait to lure the murderer. Ask him to contact me. If he wonât, Iâll do it myself.â Rachel sounded determined.
âAre you out of your mind?â I shrieked at Rachel, thinking that she must be crazy.
She shouldnât mess with that murderer!