After a few moments of silence, a thought occurs to you. "Hey, you've told me about your...situation, but I thought you wanted my help? How am I supposed to help you with this? There's nothing I can do." Your mind relaxes as you are secretly relieved that you won't be able to help him. You won't have to go through with the deal; now that he's told you everything, you have complete power over him.
One way or another, he will pay for killing my father, you think painfully to yourself.
Cal begins to focus now, as if mention of his plan has put him back on track. "You can help me. There's a gentleman who you can contact. He has certain...resources. Only, I can't go to him myself."
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