Chapter 32 Not On Your League

• The private room had been filled with the chatter of students only moments ago. Laughter, hushed gossip, the occasional clink of a glass—it all vanished in an instant.
• A sound no one expected broke through the atmosphere: the heavy thud of Gill dropping onto his knees.
• The students froze. Lisa’s lips parted in confusion. Freya blinked, unable to process what she was seeing. Gill, the man who had swaggered into the room full of menace, was now kneeling, head lowered, the bravado gone from his face.