Chapter 217

Curtis’s gaze darkened as he stared at the tabletop for a while. “Have Ryan look deeper into Craig Stockton’s background again.” Noah Hyde frowned slightly. “Curtis, are you suspecting… something specific about him?” Curtis didn’t answer right away. Instead, he pulled open a drawer and produced an old photo—a family portrait from when he was ten. It showed his grandparents, his mother, himself, and Craig Stockton, who back then had softer eyes, none of the cruel cunning they now held. What could’ve possibly changed him so drastically overnight? Before Curtis could respond, the door creaked open and Delia Fleming stepped in. “Babe, still talking?” Curtis waved her over. “Nothing much. Hungry yet?” “Not really. Cassandra and I already ate. Anyway, what were you guys discussing? I wanna know too.” Noah glanced at Curtis, and seeing no objection, he continued, “We were talking about Craig Stockton.” “Oh, right! You mentioned something earlier in the car. What happened exactly?” “Craig foun