Revenge After Death

Chapter 36

“Officer Landon, do you suspect this is the scene of the first incident?” a colleague asked. Zion nodded.

Steve stared pointedly at the door and then turned to start looking around.

The welfare home was large and had been abandoned for many years. Earlier, the police had searched it several times before but found nothing.

Steve picked up a stick and began searching everywhere. I followed behind Zion anxiously as well.

Was I about to be discovered? Nobody could escape justice. If the police were diligent, they should be able to find the scene of the first incident.

Michael’s expression was also grim as he followed the police in silence.

“Mike…” Jack’s voice trembled, hesitating.

“Speak.” Michael frowned. He shot Jack a warning look.

“The monitoring device in my garage…” he trailed off.

He continued, “I checked the computer yesterday and found a recording… from the night of the 15th…

Not only did Jack’s voice tremble, but his legs too. He kept hesitating on whether he should speak. Upon seeing Michael, who called off his wedding and came to find Stephanie, Jack suddenly panicked.

I could tell that Jack was truly scared. He feared the police investigation might lead to him.

“I’m sorry, Mike. I didn’t know, I really had no idea…” Jack handed the USB drive to Michael and retreated in a panic.

Michael’s expression darkened as he turned to look at Zion.

still searching the welfare home, and everyone was tense. Even the police

there.

on the night of the 15th?” Zion murmured and used the USB drive on the police

computer.

where are you guys? I’m feeling scared…

afraid of the dark. Can you

this time… if we catch the killer, can you let me

you

future.”

something, I’m

in fear. I had begged Michael to say something so I would know that he was nearby

his breathing was shaky. Rachel’s eyes were bloodshot as she stared at Michael with hatred.

to Sunset

lost strength. He looked as if he was about to

then laughed. See Michael, isn’t it painful when you

to leave,

recording, I told Michael I wanted to leave. However, just as I

“Mm…. help… help…”

“Mike… help me…”

struggled and cried for help, but my voice slowly faded. The noise in

on the

confirmed that

fingers kept trembling. His

back to look at Jack.

did you find this recording? I’m fucking asking you, when did you find it?”

terrified. His legs felt weak. “Y–yesterday…” he