Helio
The look on Calisto’s face the moment he realized he had said far too much was something I had never seen before — pure, raw panic mixed with disbelief. His eyes widened in horror as the weight of his own words crashed down on him.
“No… I said that out of anger,” he stammered quickly, desperately trying to backtrack and diffuse the damning confession that had just spilled from his own mouth.
I shook my head slowly, a cold smile playing on my lips. “No, Calisto. You have just openly admitted to killing not only my brother, but my father as well. That was no mere slip of the tongue.”
I turned calmly to one of my men standing nearby. “I hope you got all of that on tape.”
The second those words left my mouth, Calisto did something incredibly foolish.
Driven by rage and desperation,
