Evan’s shoulders sagged half an inch before he dragged them back up.

“She didn’t look like the officers I’m used to, sir,” Evan said.

“I thought I could push her around to show off for the squad.

I figured she wouldn’t do anything about it.”

“You took her restraint for weakness,” General Vance said.

“You assumed a female officer carrying herself with quiet authority in a public concourse didn’t have the standing to discipline you.”

“Yes, General,” Evan said, his head sinking two inches toward his chest.