Evidence or Lies?

Liana's POV

I clenched my phone tightly, it has been days, days, and ever since Conan had accused my father of murdering him and I haven't heard from him.

His silence was threatening and I wanted to know what he was up to, I just couldn't think straight because for him to go silent like this meant that something fishy was going on or maybe I was really overreacting.

Sighing heavily, I stood up walking toward the window, closing the window pane, my father had left with the men ignoring all of my warnings and now, I was left all alone in here.

I flipped the phone in my hands, my thoughts running wild, should I call? Would he pick up even if I did? I do not know what he was going to believe but after listening to what my father had to say, I knew that there was more to what he was told. He needed to know that also, but his silence.

" Arrrgh" I screamed angrily, I was tempted to scream at everyone who had done this. Conan would have to listen and make research also but at this moment was