C72 Walls Have Ears
“You are right.”
About what?
“About my damn brother. He really wants to take everything from me.”
“Is that so?” Rafael Montrey asked, before he whacked the ball with his club.
The ball arched upward and fell just a few paces from the cup.
Rafael’s jaw clenched in irritation before he turned to Jordan and gestured, “Your turn.”
With a hiss, Jordan threw his club bat to the ground

