Chapter 15
I move through a series of warm-ups, watching those who do the same. I feel groggy. At this point, I have decided that not sleeping well is a part of the job.
“Morning, Ada,” Kathel says, mid-stretch. “What do you think they are going to have up their sleeves for us today?”
I glance toward where Sergeant Wayne is watching all of us like a hawk. “No idea, but if Wayne is involved, it will have something to do with fighting.”
Kathel stands up, “I heard you got into a bit of a tussle yesterday.”
I look over at Miessa. She is glaring in my direction and has a deep purple bruise marring her even skin. “Well, you know, sometimes people need to get knocked down a peg,” I say a bit too loudly.
Kathel burst out laughing at that. “s**t! That is going to piss her off.”
“What you gon
