Sylus was struggling.
Who could it even be from his side? His brothers or his sister? Well, his sister was a valid suspect, but...why would she want to create a scandal around her own brother? If I recall, she'd commented on him being stressed, so why would she want to add it? Nothing was making sense at all, because even from my own side, I couldn't really figure anything out.
My father surely wouldn't shoot himself in the foot. He was smarter than that.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck! This is all going wrong!" Sylus slammed his fist into the wall, startling me out of my thoughts. I glanced at him. "Calm down, will you? This—"
"Calm down?" His cold eyes drifted over to me, and he stormed toward me, gripping the front of my shirt. "I should calm down, seriously?"
