He lined a silver pen up perfectly parallel to the edge of the parchment.

“The grievance is upheld in full.”

Arthur took off his wire-rimmed glasses.

He pulled a small microfiber square from the breast pocket of his gray suit jacket.

“Those boys scored perfect marks in three straight rounds,” Arthur said.

“You can’t erase that.”

He rubbed the cloth hard over the left lens.

“You can’t remove them from the official roster based on a single complaint,” Arthur said.