Chapter 2 - THE FALL OF A LEGENDAs military police swarmed the mess hall to escort Reed away, he didn't look at his fellow SEALs. He looked at me, his eyes wide with a sudden, dawning horror. He realized now that my observation about his ligament injury and his swollen knuckles hadn't been a lucky guess—it had been an evaluation.
"I'll have your head for this, Vance!" he roared as he was dragged away.
I didn't answer. I simply stood there, ignoring the pain, while the Admiral personally escorted me to the medical bay.
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"Why didn't you put him down, Elena?" the Admiral asked once we were behind closed doors. "You’ve trained with the best hand-to-hand instructors in the country. You could have broken his wrist before he even finished his swing."
"Because he needed to show his true colors in front of the witnesses," I said, wincing as the corpsman began checking my ribs. "If I had retaliated, it would have been a 'scuffle.' Because I took the hit, it became a court-martial."
