My Sister Humiliated Me at the Ball Until I Let the Countdown Speak for Me

him like a weather system.

“Colonel Arthur Hayes,” he announced. “Who authorized this?”

The captain did not slow down. Did not acknowledge the question. Did not adjust his trajectory in response to the name, the rank, or the posture.

Arthur stepped directly into his path. “Stand down before I have you written up so fast—”

The captain raised one arm, not continue reading …