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"You were also there when my father was killed isn't? Because you seem to know too well and exactly who it was that killed him. Are you sure you didn't help them kill my father? Since you wanted so bad to do it with your bare hands as well"

He scoffed at my words as he walked back to his seat and sat on it, his eyes still trained on me carefully.

"It's true I was there that night and would have loved to kill him with my own hands but unfortunately, that didn't happen. Someone else did it before I could and that's why getting blamed for his...