Chapter 12 His Father's Warning

• I didn't sleep that night. I lay awake replaying Alpha Calloway's voice through the chapel walls, cold and controlled, the kind of voice that didn't need to shout to make someone afraid.
• By morning, I'd made a decision. Rhett needed to know, whatever the cost.
• I found him near the training yard before breakfast, alone for once, running drills against a wooden post with sharp, controlled strikes. He stopped the second he saw my face.