LEO’S POV

Time freezes in the room when I call out ‘Tom’.

There is something everyone in the room knows that I do not; I can tell.

‘Am I right to let everyone know who the thief is?’ I ask myself.

I stand tall with a stern face and pierce looks into every silent face in the room as I reminisce about how I came about the information.

The morning I was questioned by my uncle Tom about, 'a thief in the organization', I felt very embarrassed even though I didn't let it show.

He made it seem like my focus was only on women and material things instead of...