By the time they clear it, the major list is out and your spot is gone.”

He rapped his signet ring hard against the doorframe.

“It’d be a shame if something got in the way of that promotion,” Richard said.

There were less than two feet between us.

Richard studied my face, waiting for me to reach for the pen on the workbench.

He thought his threat had me cornered, with no idea that Captain Morales had already put my bank records into a military legal file four hours earlier.

I met my father’s eyes straight on.