Heriberto_Vazquez

The book, entitled *"Who Killed the White-Haired Woman ”*, follows the story of Brandon Yurus, an ordinary man who finds himself trapped in an intricate mystery after the death of a white-haired woman, a figure he never knew in life. The woman, now a wandering ghost, appears before him with an unusual proposition: if Brandon pledges to avenge her death, she will offer her assistance from beyond the grave, using her ghostly abilities to guide and protect him.

Puzzled but intrigued, Brandon agrees to the pact, embarking on a dangerous quest to discover the identity of the killer and the circumstances surrounding the woman's death. As his investigation progresses, Brandon is plunged into a world where the supernatural and the deadly intertwine, and he begins to realize that this revenge is more complex than he imagined. 

The woman's spirit follows him every step of the way, whispering secrets and showing him hidden truths, but always keeping a mysterious distance. As Brandon gets closer to the truth, he begins to question who this woman really was, what role she plays in his own destiny, and whether revenge can truly bring peace to a tormented soul.

"Who Killed the White-Haired Woman?” is a novel that blends suspense and the supernatural, exploring themes of justice, redemption and the fine line between life and death. The story challenges the reader to consider how far someone would be willing to go to fulfill a promise made to a ghost they never knew.

(Prequel story of the novel “Astero the forgotten god”)

Who killed the white-haired woman?

<p>After having experienced firsthand that event that would leave me in shock for a week I decided to return to that place to confirm if what I had seen that day had been just an effect of the drug that the psychiatrist gave me or if I really had one of those encounters of the most beast. </p>

<p>I stopped right in front of the establishment where they sold Spanish food, I stayed there for about 20 minutes in order to check if what I had seen before had been real, tired of waiting I took for granted that what I had seen that day had been false, when suddenly I heard behind me "You're back" I turned around scared and with accelerated breathing to realize that there was no one.</p>

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