Revenge After Death



"We've managed to keep everything a secret, Stephie. We'll proceed to work together to eliminate Genome Society step by step," Steven said, tightening his grip on my hand.

"As for Carol, I've already had Joel infiltrate her ranks in advance. With the Rebels taking action at the same time, they won't be able to hold out for long even if they have a powerful backing." He wanted me to be patient and wait for a little longer.

"Just hold on a little longer, okay, Stephie? Let me go," Steven pleaded softly.

"It seems like you don't understand what's going on now, Steven." I yanked on the chain, reminding him to get back to reality.

I smiled at him. "You should be the one getting some rest next. You've done well. I can take over moving forward."

I would be the one completing the next tasks.

"It's dangerous, Stephie! Steven refused to let me take the risks.© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

I ignored him and tugged at his chain before kissing him once again. He looked at me, stunned.

My kiss wasn't the most skilled, but it was aggressive and vengeful. Steven's breathing quickened as he pressed my head closer to deepen the kiss.

"Rest well, and don't think too much," I whispered.

Steven looked at me anxiously as his consciousness started to fade. "What did you make me eat, Stephie?'

I had slipped a drug into his mouth during the kiss-one that would make him sleep.

"Don't think about it and just go to sleep. Let me handle it," I said.

He was willing to risk his life-but so was I

Zion was drugged unconscious in the hallway of Rachel's residence.

Rachel had been shutting herself in her house all this while. She had been mostly ordering takeout. Naturally, it led to a lot of trash

As she didn't want to keep going down just to take out the trash, she piled everything outside her door. Zion ended up lying among the piles of trash.

Unfortunately, as Rachel did not notice him, he spent the entire night outside in the piles of trash.

By the time I arrived, Zion had just woken up. He clutched his head painfully as he sat up from the piles of trash

"Who ate pickled herring-" he asked hoarsely when he smelled a foul odor. He was still disoriented and unclear about his situation.

"Your girlfriend is pretty slow, isn't she?" I calmly said as I knocked on Rachel's door.

She had never seemed to be a sharp character to me. As such, I never suspected her before this.

Zion immediately looked up at me, taken aback. He thought he was hallucinating now. "Did you just commit assault on a police officer?"

"You're overthinking, Officer Landon. You said you'd drive me down the mountain for an investigation, but you suddenly fainted before I could agree to it. I struggled to bring you over to see your girlfriend,' I said, looking at him, who was leaning against the wall.

Zion glanced at the house number. "Rach isn't staying here for now. She's been getting takeout for days, so I asked her to move to my place a few days ago."

Ihummed a reply. 'No wonder you had to spend the night out here. Rachel didn't even come to check on you."

He looked at me in shock. "I spent a night out here?"

"That's not important. You can bring me to Rachel now. I need to talk to her," I said, interrupting his thoughts. Zion got up in a daze and tried to shake his headache away. 'Why do you want to talk to her?"

"I've told you-I'm Stephanie," I told him without any hesitation.

It wasn't that I trusted Zion a lot. It was just that I wanted more people to know.

If I didn't push Rachel and Steven, they might never tell the truth until the end.