"What do you think happened here?"
"Whatever happened here, it wasn't good for him." Iris nodded at the man slumped on the massive desk of Calixto. The man was lying face down but his head was twisted into one hundred sixty angles, and his eyes were bulging in their sockets. It looked like he suffered a very painful death. One that he did not expect.
The drawers of the desk were opened. The man must have been searching the desk when his killer approached him and delivered his death.
Iris scanned the surroundings and saw the phone that she was looking for. The phone in Calixto's office was an old model because Calixto did not see the need to upgrade into a newer model, hence, his phone still has the curly telephone line and it was cut, leaving the phone lying on the floor.
