Chapter 157

My heart lurched as fear suddenly took root within me. Did Steven take the opportunity to leave when I was sleeping? Did that mean… he was involved in the serial killings? I hurriedly got out of bed and got dressed. Then, I left the hotel room and went down to the reception. "Hi there, did you happen to see when my husband left the hotel?" I asked. The receptionist shook her head. "Apologies, there were just too many people earlier…" "He's of mixed blood and pretty good-looking," I said. The receptionist replied, "Oh, that handsome man! He must've…" She then took out her phone as she mumbled to herself, "He was so handsome, I couldn't help but take a photo and share it online." She then continued confidently, "He left around midnight." The receptionist had shared the photo of Steven at 12:03 am. I felt anxious. Steven had left around midnight, which meant that he left soon after I fell asleep. And it was 3 am now, which meant that three hours had passed since. Steven