Fifteen
Jackson pulled open the door to Murphy’s office and stepped inside, strongly tempted to slam the door shut behind him. Instead, he let it close gently. This was not his territory. He had to step lightly, considering his precarious position. But he would use the time he had before Butcher’s people arrived to make sure Murphy understood the stakes.
Pushing down the anger that had sent him storming through the corridors, he asked, ‘What’s going on, Murphy? While I was touring Harlington, at your insistence, your wardens went into the training barracks and cleaned out our medical equipment. Hannah wasn’t even consulted.’
‘I apologise, Kyle. I’ve only just been made aware of the issue myself.’ He held up a sheaf of papers. ‘It appears the order came directly to one of my lieutenants
