Chapter 282. One Thing Psychos Absolutely Hate

LEE

“How… where do we even begin, Lee? How do we figure out who the stalker is? Where do we look for him?” Ashton asked, his voice thick with worry, his brows knitting together.

Honestly, this had been the exact same problem Asher and I faced the last time—when we were planning our moves before traveling back in time to our first life for the second time. We struggled with how to uncover the stalker’s identity and where to start searching.

But earlier—right before I turned the hourglass on the time turner and decided to return to this second life—I finally knew where and how to begin.

“The stalker going after Dylan and me… if he’s that determined to kill us, without a shred of guilt, without a second thought… then that means the stalker is probably a psychopath.” I gave Ashton a sly smile and grabbed his wrist lightly. “Now, tell me—what’s one thing psychos absolutely hate?” I arched a brow at him, testing if he could keep up with my plan.

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