Chapter 2
Tyler stopped rubbing his arm.
“What are you talking about?”
His father kept staring at me.
He was tall and broad, with expensive shoes and a heavy silver watch. Until that moment, he had looked angry.
Now he looked afraid.
Our teacher, Ms. Hayes, stepped between us.
“Mr. Reed, please give Lily her property.”
So that was his name.
Victor Reed.
He turned the patch over in his hand.
A gold tiger had been stitched across the front. Beneath it were the words Midwest Junior Champion.
“Where did you get this?” he demanded.
“I earned it.”
“At nine years old?”
“Yes.”
Tyler laughed, but his father didn’t.
Victor crouched until his face was level with mine.
“Who is your father?”
I remembered Dad’s rule.
Never answer an angry person just because he demands it.
“You already seem to know.”
Victor’s jaw tightened.
The classroom door opened again.
Principal Halpern entered with the school security guard.
He looked at Tyler on the floor, then at me.
“Lily Carter, come with me.”
Emma grabbed my hand.
“She didn’t start it.”
Principal Halpern barely glanced at her.
“I’ll speak to witnesses later.”
“Then speak to us now,” Emma said. “Tyler grabbed her.”
Tyler stood quickly.
“She attacked me for no reason.”
“That’s a lie,” a younger boy named Noah whispered.
Victor heard him.
His eyes moved across the room, and every child became silent.
It wasn’t the kind of silence a teacher created.
It was fear.
Principal Halpern pointed toward the hallway.
“My office. Now.”
I picked up my books.
When I reached for the patch, Victor held it away from me.
“Tell Daniel that Victor Reed wants to see him.”
My stomach tightened.
He did know Dad.
“How do you know his name?”
Victor placed the patch in my palm.
“Your father and I grew up together.”
There was nothing friendly in his voice.
In the principal’s office, Tyler sat beside Victor while I sat alone across from them.
Principal Halpern folded his hands.
“Tyler says you threw him down and twisted his arm.”
“He grabbed my backpack, dumped my things out, and rushed at me twice.”
“Did you put him on the floor?”
“Yes.”
“Did you control his arm?”
“Yes.”
Victor leaned back.
“So she admits it.”
“I stopped him without hurting him.”
Tyler slammed his hand on the chair.
“My shoulder still hurts.”
“That’s because you kept fighting the hold.”
Principal Halpern frowned at me.
“You seem unusually comfortable discussing this.”
“I train.”
Victor gave a cold laugh.
“She does more than train.”
The door opened, and my mother hurried inside.
Her name was Sarah Carter.
She still wore the blue uniform from the hospital where she worked as a nurse. Her hair had partly fallen loose, and worry filled her face.
“Lily, are you hurt?”
“No.”
She checked my arms and face anyway.
Only after she was sure did she look at the adults.
“What happened?”
Principal Halpern explained that I had attacked another student.
Mom listened without interrupting.
Then she turned to me.
“Tell me exactly what happened.”
I did.
She believed me immediately.
I could see it in her eyes.
“Where is the classroom footage?” she asked.
Principal Halpern shifted in his chair.
“The activity-room camera is undergoing maintenance.”
“It was working yesterday,” I said.
He looked annoyed.
“How would you know?”
“A red light was on.”
Victor stood.
“This is becoming ridiculous. My son was assaulted by a child trained to hurt people.”
Mom stepped in front of me.
“My daughter is trained to protect herself.”
“By Daniel.”
Mom froze when Victor said Dad’s name.
Then she looked directly at him for the first time.
All the color left her face.
“Victor?”
He smiled.
“Hello, Sarah.”
I stared between them.
“You know him too?”
Mom didn’t answer.
Victor buttoned his jacket.
“I wondered where Daniel disappeared to after the scandal.”
“What scandal?” I asked.
Mom squeezed my shoulder.
“Not now.”
Victor looked down at me.
“Your father never told you?”
“Stop,” Mom said.
“He never told her why he lost Carter Academy?”
“Victor, stop talking.”
“Or why the martial arts board banned him from coaching for five years?”
I looked at Mom.
“What is he saying?”
She turned to Principal Halpern.
“This meeting is over until my husband and an attorney are present.”
Principal Halpern raised his hands.
“No one needs an attorney.”
“You are accusing a nine-year-old of attacking a fifteen-year-old while refusing to question witnesses or produce video.”
“We have to consider the seriousness of her training.”
“You should consider why a fifteen-year-old was allowed to terrorize younger children for days.”
Tyler rolled his eyes.
“They’re babies.”
Victor pointed toward me.
“She is dangerous. She should be expelled.”
Mom’s expression changed.
The fear disappeared.
“You don’t get to decide what happens to my child.”
“I have considerable influence here.”
“That sounds like a threat.”
“Take it however you want.”
The office door opened once more.
Dad walked in.
He wore faded jeans and the black jacket from our gym. He wasn’t as large as Victor, but the entire room seemed different when he entered.
Dad looked at me first.
“Are you okay?”
“Yes.”
“Did you hit your head?”
“No.”
“Did anyone else get hurt?”
“No.”
Only then did he look at Victor.
For several seconds, neither man spoke.
Tyler’s confidence vanished.
Victor smiled, but it looked forced.
“Daniel Carter.”
“Victor Reed.”
“I heard you were teaching children in a rented storefront.”
“I heard you were still hiding behind other people.”
Victor stepped closer.
Dad didn’t move.
Principal Halpern hurried around his desk.
“Gentlemen, let’s remain calm.”
Dad looked at the principal.
“My daughter is calm. I’m calm. The only person who has used violence is the fifteen-year-old who cornered her.”
Tyler jumped up.
“She attacked me!”
Dad turned to him.
“You’re Rebecca’s son.”
Tyler frowned.
“How do you know my mother?”
The door swung open again.
A woman stood in the hallway.
She had Dad’s dark eyes.
I knew her face from an old photograph hidden in my parents’ closet.
She was my father’s sister.
My aunt.
Rebecca Reed stared at Dad as though she had seen a ghost.
Then she looked at me.
“Oh, Daniel,” she whispered. “What have our children done?”
May you like
Dad’s voice became hard.
“Don’t blame Lily for what your husband taught Tyler to become.”
