"Wait really?" Caleb asked. "Who"?
Ashton looked at Caleb, his face was pale. "I did this," he mumbled.
"What?!" Caleb couldn't help but scoff. "Yeah, right. You don't have to joke at this moment."
"I am not joking." Ashton declared.
"Okay…" Caleb still couldn't believe in the nonsense Ashton was spouting. "Why do you think you did this"?
"I forgot to mention something." Ashton started. "When Alvaro asked me to kill, he gave me twenty four hours to make a decision. I forgot."
"And now you think Alvaro did this?" Caleb asked.
"I can feel it." Ashton sighed. "This is Valestine. Whoever this is, the dead man… or wolf or whatever." he sighed.
"And how do you know that"?
"Instincts?" Ashton shrugged. "My instincts are screaming at me that this is a Valestine."
"You gotta start making sense." Caleb sighed. "Your instincts are telling you? So you believe it."?
