Third Person's POV
Caldwell didn't answer right away. He watched Edwin's trembling lips and let out a cold smile. "Too scared to admit it?"
Edwin closed his eyes, his eyelids fluttering. "It wasn't me."
He opened them again, meeting Caldwell's gaze with absolute certainty. "I told your mother back then that I had nothing to do with his death. But she chose to walk away from the pack—and disown me as her father—rather than believe me."
Caldwell let out a short, harsh laugh. "Who are you trying to kid? My dad was just a low-level street thug back then. Who else could he possibly piss off so badly that they'd t*****e him to death and dump his body in the middle of the ocean?"
He stepped closer. "It's a little too convenient that he turned up dead right after you sent your guys to threate
