NovelBook"Stephie... Steven is the mastermind. Don't trust him.
"Yasmin works for Peter. I'm sorry..." Michael heldclose, murmuring apologies.
He actually knew Yasmin was with Peter.
It seemed all his foolishness lately was just an act, to gain Yasmin's and Peter's trust.
When did Michael start realizing something was wrong? Since I died? So, his suicides, self-harm, and even his sudden change in personality and behavior, were all just a front to deceive others, making Peter and Yasmin believe he had been brainwashed and hypnotized? But, what was Michael's purpose? "After you passed away, I started looking into things... I know it's connected to Yasmin.
"But, as I dug deeper, I realized it's not just a serial murder case. There's a whole mess of other stuff involved, even involving our Ford family." Michael gripped my hand tighter. "Stephie... can you trustthis time?" My head felt heavy. Despite being colorless and odorless, carbon monoxide weakened my legs and left my body feeble.
"Don't trust Steven and anyone else except me, Stephie... I'll get us out of here. I won't repeat the smistake." Michael's voice faded into the distance.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtI finally succumbed and passed out. Clearly, I wasn't strong enough.
I had no clue how much thad passed. But suddenly, the hallway lit up.
I frown, slowly opening my eyes to the dim, cramped space.
We were hiding here, it was safe for now.
But what cnext might be tough.
"It's the sound of the ventilation system starting up. The gas has been replaced, everything should be fine now." Joel's voice cfrom outside..
Propping myself up with my arms, I glanced around. Michael was gone.
In a haze, bremembered Michael tellingto trust him before I passed out. It mustn't have been a hallucination.
SW But in my current situation, who was trustworthy? Anyone could be the mastermind and executor.
It might even involve more than one person.
"We're good now." Joel led everyone back to the hallway. Several bodies lay scattered on the floor, obviously dying here before they could make their escape.
I muttered a curse at the lunatic and leaned against the wall as I exited the ventilation room.
"Steve..." I called out, my head throbbing.
Joel had a lighter in hand, probably picked up from the pile of weapons earlier.
The flflickered normally, a sign that the air was circulating as it should.
"Let's go down this way," Joel directed, guiding everyone to follow the stairs down from the safe exit in order.
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Joel looked atwith surprise. "You weren't with Steve? You're by yourself?" He glanced toward the vent where I was hiding.
I instinctively shook my head. "No... I was... alone."
Joel started to panic too, turning to look at the several lifeless bodies scattered in the hallway. "I thought Steve was with you. I mean, be
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My fingers felt numb as I hurriedly ran over with Joel to vaheck the bodies on m bodies on the ground. "Steve..." He'll be fine.
"Simmy... I saw Simmy. Hehe..." Carol's voice echoed through the hallway.
At the exit, Quinn, holding onto Carol, looked nervously at us.
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