Curtis POV
"I think we might have a mole among us and I have a sneaking suspicion of whom that person might be. What do you have to say, councilman Malcolm? Don't you agree with me?"
I directed my attention to him. He adjusted his sunglasses.
I wonder why he was wearing that indoors.
"Is there something that you are insinuating, Curtis Murchison? I don't like anyone beating around the bush. Just get straight to the point. I don't know why Travis keeps on insisting on the three of us having these meetings."
"I have always told him that whenever you are present, I don't even want to be in the same room as you. You are disrespectful, arrogant, rude, and a spoiled brat with daddy issues. And you wonder why your sister is loved by all while you are being hated by more than half of your fa
