Chapter 115

• As the warm-up was wrapping up, Saulo appeared with another man. I assumed he was an instructor based on the style of his jumpsuit—it had white detailing and two stars stitched on the pocket over the left side of his chest. A pen was tucked into the pocket, and he held a clipboard in his hand.
• All the students lined up in ten rows facing them. Saulo gestured for me to step forward. As I walked past, I waved at Liam and Jonathan, who were in the third row a bit farther up. The look on their faces was unreadable.
• “Eliza, this is Marcos. He’s the instructor here,” Saulo explained.