The Sleeper's Wrath and His Wife's Strike novel Chapter 223

Lindsay froze. “How did he die?”

“Bleeding from the eyes, ears, nose, and mouth,” Yves said, his face grave. “And it wasn’t just Arthur. Every other survivor except for us is dead. They all died the same way.”

Lindsay covered her mouth in horror. “Why was their cause of death so specific? It’s different from how the others on the cruise died. Does this mean the four of us are now the primary suspects?”

“Yes. A special task force is opening a case, and we’re their focus.”

Thousands of lives had been lost, and as the only survivors, they were naturally seen as the most likely culprits. Regardless of the ship's illicit activities, a mass murder had occurred, and it had to be investigated.

“So we can’t leave Haven for now?”

“Right. Not until the task force finds the real killer.”

“And if they never find them, we can never go back to Skyrim?”

“We’ll have to see how things develop. It’s hard to say right now,” Yves admitted. “Lindsay, you’re exhausted. You should get some rest.”

Lindsay held up a hand. “Wait, Yves, this doesn’t add up. If the only survivors were the four of us, and Cheryl was with me… we three aren’t the killers. That only leaves Jessica.”

“You’ve figured it out too.”

“You knew she did it?” Lindsay’s brow furrowed in suspicion.

Yves thought for a moment before answering. “At first, I only suspected. But when I saw her incredible psychological resilience—smiling and showing no fear after so many people died—I knew she wasn’t simple. Even someone like Cheryl, who has seen her fair share of things, was terrified. But Jessica, just a young girl, had a stronger stomach than any of us.”

Lindsay fell silent.

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