DAMON

Miss Selena made clicking noises with her mouth as she tapped the wooden arm of the couch she was seated on.

I narrowed my eyes as her response rang in my head a hundred times over.

There was something about the word, 'father', that almost made me believe her but, I could not afford to fall into any trap. Especially if that trap is laced with lies.

I won't let anyone use my late brother as a means to get me to do something terrible.

"What do you mean by my brother was killed because of my father? How do expect me to believe anything you are saying? What?"...