RED LIKE MURDER

RED LIKE MURDER

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Annet Christie was 13, her mother rushed her in the dead of night, as stones and sticks cut her feet red, to escape the bowls of hell they were captive in. After 10 year of trying to heal the trauma and the blooming scars that refused to close, Annet finds her past has caught up to her, when her mother murdered, in a very familiar way and she knows exactly who the murderer is. And when justice leans towards the one with power, she takes matter in her own hands. But when you need to dig up bodies, your hand will end up stained. Would you like to join Annet as digs up untold past, planed murders, a tapestry of lies, new friendships, secrets and even a gist of love, as she tries to collect evidence to shutdown a centuries told tradition of torture and prove her mothers murder?
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The past lingered in her eyes, a haunting reminder of the trauma she'd endured. Years had passed since that fateful night, but the scars remained. The memories of her mother's lifeless body, her boyfriend's desperate attempt to save her, and his ultimate sacrifice still burned within her. The injustice that followed, fueled by deceit and manipulation, had only added to her pain. The photograph, taken in the heat of her grief, had sealed her fate. A snapshot of her holding the knife, her boyfriend's lifeless body behind her, had been twisted to portray her as the killer. The truth, however, was far more sinister. The rain poured down like tears from the heavens, washing away the city's sins, but not the memories. She stood there, her eyes fixed on the spot where her world had crumbled. The laughter, the love, the life - all lost in an instant. The knife, still lodged in her memory, seemed to pierce her heart anew. Now, she's back, driven by a burning desire for revenge against those who wronged her. The system failed her once, but she won't let it happen again. This time, she's ready to take matters into her own hands.

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