"I knew we shouldn't trusted you! You just like your father! Typical Lodge! All of you are the same manipulative, selfish, power hungry son of bitches! Like father, like daughter!" Calista Jones
"He started war with the wrong person, I don't care If...
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It was the middle in the night and Calista and Ace were sleeping peacefully in their bed when suddently the phone rang.
Calista groaned as she lifted her hand and answered the phone "Hello?" she asked tiredly.
"Sorry to wake you up Calista, but it's urgent." Bret said over the phone.
"Bret?" She asked, as she sit up in the bed, next to her Ace woke up and looked at her in confusion "It's three in the morning." She told him.
"I don't have much time so listen up. I've come across privileged information that you, your snake, Ponytail and Slughead would be very interested in. And I'm ready to talk in exchange for a favor." He told her quickly.
"It's Bret?" Ace asked her.
She nodded her head "Okay what do you want?"
"Your friend's father owns this prison, right? Get me transferred to solitary immediately. And then I'll spill. And trust me you'll wanna know about this." He explained her.
"I'll talk to Veronica. When do visiting hours start?" She asked him.
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Calista was now walking into the prison with Jughead and Betty.
"Hi," Calista greeted "We're here to see Bret Weston Wallis."
"I'm sorry, he's no longer here," the officer said.
"What do you mean? Where is he?" Jughead asked.
"Earlier this morning, he was found dead in his cell with multiple wounds," the officer answered. "An ambulance took his body to the morgue."
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