Revenge After Death ( Michael Ford ) novel Chapter 395

Everyone held their breath and glanced at their surroundings cautiously.

I leaned against the wall breathing rapidly. Then, I looked down at my own hands only to find them covered in blood…

I'd only cut Mark's arm with the knife though, there shouldn't be this much blood on my hands.

I tucked my hand behind my back instinctively and tried to hastily rub the blood off.

It wasn't me… I didn't kill him.

But why was there so much blood on my hands?

"It's her!" Howard suddenly accused. "I saw the blood on her hands."

"Lunatic… all the people around the lunatic are also lunatics!"

Everyone started getting worked up.

"If it were up to me, I say we should kill his wife if he didn't let us out." Howard said in a low voice, trying to turn me into their target.

"Yeah! Let us out, or else we'll kill her!" They surrounded me and yelled at the camera.

My entire body froze as I sat on the floor.

"Killing me won't do anything. Steven isn't the one behind all of this," I said. "Even if he was… Killing me would still be useless—he's already abandoned me."

"Killing you would still be an excellent outlet for my anger," Someone scoffed.

I clenched my fists and tried to calm myself.

Then, I said, "Instead of wasting time on me, you should be looking for an exit before the lights go off again,

"Haven't you realized that someone dies every time it blacks out? If I had the strength to kill someone and hang them from the ceiling, I wouldn't be sitting here listening to your bullshit."

I leaned against the wall and got on my feet, staring cautiously at the people around me.

They could make a move anytime, and I only had myself for defense right now.

"I found the exit!"

Just as Howard was about to provoke them further, Michael's voice rang out from the other end of the corridor.

Everyone immediately turned around and rushed in the direction of his voice.

"Stephie…" He ran over from the opposite direction.

Then, he took a backward glance and said softly, "They're already on the 16th floor. Follow me."

He held my wrist and led me down the end of the corridor.

My breathing got heavier and my headache worsened.