Revenge After Death

Chapter 25

Zion furrowed his brow and released Steve.

Steve turned and immediately started running. He signaled for Rachel and Zion to follow him.

In a panic, I wanted to stop Rachel.

“Rach, don’t trust him,” I pleaded. “He’s a murderer. Don’t go with him!”

But Rachel saw this as a good opportunity. She was desperate to find me.

“Stop right there,” Rachel demanded. She chased after Steve and urged him to stop.

I was in a state of panic and started to follow them. I shouted at Zion, “Please, follow them. Ensure

her safety.”

Zion snapped to his senses and joined the chase. He and Rachel followed closely behind Steve.

Steve seemed to struggle with his movements. It was evident he was running with all his might. Blood streamed down his slender calves. It was a harrowing sight.

His pants were both short and tattered. It seemed they were scavenged from somewhere.

I couldn’t help but wonder about Steve’s background. If he was indeed from the Lincoln family and they treated him well, I wonder why he would be left to wander without directions.

I knew nothing of Steve’s upbringing. Nor did I wish to empathize with a serial killer. Regardless of his past, murder is indefensible.

brow was furrowed as he

wrenched his arm free from Zion. He stumbled to the ground, then rose and continued

severe burns. I -watched in shock as Steve stumbled every few steps.

feet?” Rachel

efforts to rise after each fall. His feet were severely burned. Each step he took

was driving him to endure such

burn injuries,” Zion concluded. He approached Steve after another fall. He offered a hand and waited for Steve

hesitated. It seemed he was

his painful journey. Bloody footprints marked his trail.

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burn his feet?”

heavy heart.

took me aback. To think he had suspected

is the murderer,” I insisted. “You must investigate further!”

was never acknowledged by Mr. Lincoln Senior The Mr. Lincoln Senior

Lincoln Senior’s lineage has ended with him. Now, he

He lit the

from the Lincoln household confided in me,” Zion continued, “Steve resisted his new life with the Lincoln family. He frequently attempted to flee. His reclusive nature and quick temper

crippled Steve, confined him, and treated him like

shock. “So, his injuries…” she began. “Were they inflicted by Mr. Lincoln Senior to prevent his escape?”

a silent,

was not a person but a tool for reproduction. Once he