Chapter 16

George Joestar was reading the newspaper. Him and Dio were having tea on the balcony.

"Strange...

- Is there something interesting?

- The Pendleton's only daughter was killed a few days ago and not far from here.

- This girl, wasn't she friend with JoJo?

- It seems so. May she rest in peace." George looked on the horizon saying that.

"Fuck that girl anyway!" Dio thought.

Meanwhile, Jonathan was looking for a way to make the blond guilty, clear proof. It was so evident for him. Why his father ignored it? He needed any kind of proof. His intuition wasn't one and the fact that Dio was missing at the time of the murder was perhaps a coincidence. And if someone learned his weird/taboo relation with his brother, it would lower his reputation and honor. He kept repeating himself:

"That damn Dio!!! Dio!!! DIO!!! DIOOOOOOOO!!!"

"I need any kind of proof."

"Why is it so hard?"

"Do I like him?... Wait no!"

"It's his fault! All of it!"

"Why?..."

But days passed and he couldn't do anything.