“Thanks, sir.”

“Just keep one thing in mind about junior officers like Wyler,” my commander went on, leaning back in his chair.

“An officer who spends his energy chasing tiny paperwork mistakes on an eleven-year-old’s school essay usually has a weak spot in his own record.”

“What sort of weak spot?” I asked.

“I don’t have his personnel file,” my commander said.

“But men who’ve seen real action don’t waste their mornings trying to humiliate a kid.”