The Killer I Know Chapter 14

The second body was my patient's stepfather—he raped his own stepdaughter.

The third was a woman who abandoned her child at the hospital to go on a date. The child couldn't be saved and lay in the morgue for three days before she came to the hospital, and she even seemed somewhat pleased.

The fourth...

The seventh was my stepmother. She had a hand in everything I suffered.

I recounted all of this calmly.

Suddenly, I became excited.

"Oh, by the way, I killed her in this very room. That night, she was hidden under the floor where you slept. Early the next morning, right after you left, I moved her through the door behind you to Ethan's place. That's how we staged that whole performance."

Daniel said, "Even if they were guilty, you shouldn't have implicated yourself, making yourself the same as them."

"And what about you? You still haven't been convicted," I shot back.

After a few seconds' pause, I spoke again, "So all of this is called... JUDGMENT!"

"This is called fighting violence with violence. It's wrong!" Daniel shouted.

Ethan said casually from the side, "3, 2, 1. A new day has arrived."

He stood up excitedly, holding the long knife in his hand.

"You're doing it?"

I hesitated. "You do it. I..."

Ethan interrupted, "I'll finish this. After all, you two still had feelings for each other. I understand."

With that, Ethan took two steps forward.

I turned away and smiled.

Ethan plunged the knife into Daniel's heart. Daniel didn't make a sound.

I still admired that courage in him.

Before dying, Daniel managed to say, "I never lied to you, Claire."

On the morning of the 25th, I dialed 911.

"Hello, my boyfriend has been murdered in our home."