A confession

"Maybe you can go free or get a lighter sentence," replied the calm investigative team with sharp eyes. "So, is there really someone behind you?"

Damian fell silent, unable to answer the man's statement. It was unclear what made Damian struggle to speak the truth. "Can I contact someone?"

"Oh, you're just wasting time."

"Just 10 minutes. After that, I'll tell the truth," Damian said, trying to persuade the investigator. Finally, the man handed him his phone, and Damian quickly dialed the numbers on the investigator's phone screen and pressed it to his ear.

The ringing tone echoed, but Damian didn't get an answer. Damian didn't give up; he continued dialing the number several times. The investigator became irritated with Damian's attitude. "Enough, you're wasting time. Give it back!" the man scolded as he snatched the phone from Damian's hand.

"Hello!" Damian said when the call connected, a hoarse voice greeting from the other side.

"Who's this?"

"It's Damian. When will you keep your p