Thomas Winston looked down at the documents scattered in front of him, his face changed drastically, and he said through gritted teeth, "You're ruthless!"
These were evidence of the illegal dealings he had been involved in back when the light and shadow still existed; if they were sent to the US Z Mansion, he would be finished.
"Speak!" Kevin Cliff didn't want to wait another second.
Thomas Winston dropped his shoulders in defeat, "The truth is I don't even know who he is. The reason I helped him was that before all this, he sent me several paintings, and each one came true. When I asked for another painting, he made that request, to pretend to be Abigail Summer's child's father. All transactions were done through the internet, phone, and express delivery. I've never met him in person from start to finish."
"Paintings?" Kevin Cliff recalled the two that were inexplicably delivered to him, his expression growing even more grave, "What was the last painting he gave you?"
