Damon Knight's P.O.V:
"Rob! I want you to find Alan soon as possible. He is more dangerous when away from us. I doubt even today he's the bastard troublemaker." I said, without raising my head from the paperwork.
"Fine" He tossed the word, his demeanor nonchalant. I was slowly getting tired of listening to the once talkative and chirpy man, reply in monosyllables to everything I said.
"What?" I asked, looking straight into his browns whilst I placed the twirling pen in my hand on the table.
"What do you mean by 'what'?" He questioned furrowing brows and scrunching his nose. I could see he was annoyed for being talked to by the man, he despises presently.
How did the two inseparable brothers come to hating each other?
"Why are you behaving like this? Fine is all you have to say?" I in
