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Truth and Lies
Forty stood in the corridor, getting a report from the rest of the squad. “Is Forty-Five okay?” I asked as I hurried to join them.
She shot me a scathing look. “He just got his ass dragged off to the infirmary, what do you think? We’ll do without him today. Everyone get upstairs right now, the last one up gets extra springs tonight.”
I was stunned… then I figured it out. She was acting harshly again, but only to a point. I was pretty sure she would follow through on her threat of sprints, even with me. I bolted up the stairs, arriving only a second ahead of Forty-Four, who gave me a dirty look when Forty pronounced his sentence of extra sprints.
I shrugged and grinned. “You snooze, you lose, man,” I muttered to him, forgetting how sharp Forty’s hea
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