Ryan

The entire weekend I sulked, the sting of Lyra's no-show gnawing at my insides. I couldn't just let her slide without facing the consequences. Deciding to take matters into my own hands, I planned to take over her training classes.

I called Mr. Thompson, her current teacher, into my office. When he entered, his eyes darted around and his shoulders hunched.

"You wanted to see me?" he asked, voice wavering slightly.

"Relax," I leaned back in my chair. "You're not ...