ALEX'S POV
The evening had been frustrating for me. I spent most of it with Herman Tolliver in the infirmary, watching as the nurse fussed over his arm. The break was clean—Allen made sure of that—but that didn’t mean Herman wasn’t howling like a pup with an injured paw. His cries echoed through the small room, getting on my nerves.
If only he knew how lucky he was. Allen had stepped in before I could do something far worse. The memory of Herman’s words about Allison, words that left my blood boiling, still lingered in my mind.
“She’s got the kind of body that—”
I clenched my jaw at the thought. That filthy comment had sealed his fate, though Allen had saved him from my harsher action. The image of Herman’s smug face twisted in pain gave me satisfaction. Still, I stayed, if only to ens
