Vernon silently assessed the bewildered look on Calix's countenance. Perplexity was evident in his brother's eyes. It was something the former had already expected, including...
Calix's slightly parted lips closed, slowly curling into a smile. Tearing his eyes away from the monitor, he looked at Vernon.
"He's the culprit."
Despite not having the concrete evidence, Calix believed nothing else.
Nicholas was the mastermind behind the accident six years ago, the one robbing the original Calix from his life.
"Indeed, he is."
A light chuckle rolled out Vernon's lips, amused by the mirthful glint in Calix's eyes. A sneer quickly replaced his younger brother's initial surprise.
It was already weird enough for Nicholas to suddenly return to the country after decades of living abroad, especially when he had no one else here.
To find out he was there at the hotel on the night before the accident, the answer was crystal clear.
