Revenge After Death ( Michael Ford ) novel Chapter 391

"Everyone, come here. Listen to me."

Howard had already formed a group.

When he was in the orphanage, he was already a group leader. Then, he became the president of the class. He was quite talented in gathering people to form a group.

"Listen to me. All of you have seen the situation upstairs. Someone has already died. This isn't a game. It's a massacre. Someone wants to kill us. We must fight back. We can't just wait. Otherwise… we might be the next one to die. We must be united now. If we are united enough, he can't kill us!"

Howard was brainwashing everyone to make them unite.

"Whoever wants to survive must listen to my arrangements. We will get out of here alive by finding Steven. We will make him release us!"

"Release us!"

Howard stood on the desk and shouted. Everyone else echoed.

They were certain that Steven was the murderer, so they mustered their courage to look for him downstairs.

I looked at Howard vigilantly. He had already gathered everyone. Next, he would target the people like us, who didn't join his group.

"Remember. We can only make sure the obedient ones are safe. As for the others…" As expected, Howard pointed the arrow at us.

That included Joel, Carol, Quinn, Yasmin, Michael, and me.

We didn't have a team.

"There must be something wrong with those who don't want to be in a team with us. We have to be cautious," said Howard in a low voice. He glanced at me on purpose.

I clenched my fists. I knew that Howard was going to target us.

As expected, Callum looked at Quinn angrily. "What are you doing there? Get over here!"

Fearfully, Quinn curled her body and hid in Carol's embrace.

Carol protected Quinn nervously. She knew that Callum would take action against Quinn.

"Quinn, get over here," shouted Callum.

Howard found the situation amusing. It was the effect he wanted.

"If you two can't be on the same side, you don't need to be in a group with us. You can choose to be with them," said Howard deliberately. He wanted to stimulate Callum.

Callum was enraged. He stepped forward to pull Quinn's hair.