Chapter 59

Andrew was the only slad who sat far off with his laptop, not bothering to stand and listen to the angry speech the female supervisor was giving.

Afterall, according to him, he wasn't part of the squabble.

'Listen here!' The woman repeated again in a high shrilled voice. Everyone faced her. Most were sober by now. 

'This camp has been running for twenty-five years now....,' Someone gave a low whistle. Twenty-five years was a long time. Snow glared at Reece. He rolled his eyes at her. 

'And never in all my years of being here has the slads who were sent here risen up to the extent of fighting one another in my presence,' her voice was croaky. A bit of smoke had gotten into her throat during the hullabaloo. 

Some people murmured,'Sorry ma'am,' but she completely ignored them. 'And never has anyone been sent here without returning with a heart for team work!' she went