A Soldier Never Stops, my revenge my way.

Chapter 90

Tiger's point of view...

My trembling fingers hovered over the keyboard as I clicked through those photographs. There were more, almost disfigured with stains on them. When the forensic expert examined them carefully he confirmed that those stains were blood.

What happened there?

Why did those photographs contain blood stains?

And especially, why was I bothered by those photos?

It was all confusing and whenever I try to think about that, my head throbs in pain.

Each one of them seemed to tell a story of happier times, of a family that had once been whole, but I have no idea what might have happened to them.

But what disturbed me the most were not the stains but the place where those stains were, on the faces of those people in the photo, dark, dried splotches of blood that also marred the edges of some of the photographs. It looked as if someone had deliberately tried to hide their faces.

Why the hell would someone do it?

They were like haunting reminders of something unspeakable th