Revenge After Death (Michael and Stephanie) novel Chapter 148

Chapter 148 

My mouth fell open in shock. 

If Simeon really was dead, that meant he wasn’t the murderer. 

So who was? 

I glanced at Steven, noticing how strange his expression was. 

He kept on mumbling. “Simeon’s dead… Simeon’s dead…” 

“Are you certain that body was Simeon’s?” Based on the murderer’s level of intelligence, the only two people I suspected to be the killer were Simeon and Steven. 

So if Simeon was dead… Was Steven… 

I looked at Steven nervously. Though he had no window of opportunity to commit a crime throughout our time spent together, it was still… 

“I told Steven to come here because I wanted him to be honest with me.” Zion took a 

long drag from his cigarette as he looked at Steven. “What connection do you have with the murderer? Why did you go to the police station and confess to killing people?” 

Zion’s gaze was intense. “I’m asking you this now and not bringing you to the station right away because I trust you, so you’d better tell me the truth.” 

Steven looked away silently. 

I had asked him these questions in the past too, but I only got vague answers in response. 

“Steven… We can’t let anyone else die.” I looked nervously at Steven, wanting to coax him to speak up. 

“I couldn’t find Stephie… All clues pointed to the orphanage… I wanted to save Stephie, but I couldn’t find her.” Steven suddenly looked panicked, as if he was blaming himself. 

“I lost…” Steven cried, tearing at his hair hysterically. “I lost his game.” 

“What do you mean? What game?” Zion looked cautiously at Steven. 

“Someone put a letter in the room I was in the day Stephie went missing. The murderer said he wanted to play a game with me, for me to find Stephie… He would give Stephie back to me if I correctly calculated where she was within the specified time.” 

That psycho wanted Steven to accurately pinpoint someone’s location? 

“Psycho… ” I hissed. 

“He lied to me. I had already calculated the correct coordinates… ” Steven’s voice was trembling. “But when I went to that cabin, I didn’t manage to find Stephie. I didn’t know there was a basement. 

Steven was blaming himself. He was tearing his hair out as he crouched in a ball on the 

floor. 

He had clearly calculated the right location and went over in time. But he couldn’t find Stephie. 

“I lost. It’s my fault,” Steven said, his emotions unstable. “She died because of me.” 

I held his hands, stopping him from further hurting himself. “Don’t be scared.” 

“I tried so hard to find the murderer, but I only found a second letter telling me to go to the place the police suspected to be the crime scene and pretend to be the killer. He said. he’d give Stephie back to me if I confessed to the crime.” 

That psycho did return Stephanie to Steven… 

“No wonder. Someone had intentionally led the police to discover the basement that day, 

Zion said with furrowed brows.