Chapter 14
Three days pass before Dillon Everheart reappears, his arm in a sling and limping. Maximov, on the other hand, appears positively jovial except for a yellowing bruise on his jaw.
"Yo! Maximov!" Yong asks. "They feed you in there?"
"Da!" he grins. "Butterfly woman bring me lots of bacon. She say everybody give up a slice, tell her bring it to me."
He, Rosseau and Yong give each other a high five.
I glance over at Dillon Everhart, who pretends not to watch me as we go through our morning P.T. exercises. I know he's watching me. I can feel his resentment boring into my back. But he doesn't challenge me. Doesn't talk to me. Doesn't apologize. He directs our training as if he didn't lose his cool.
A buzz of excitement ripples through the rebels as we pile back from breakfast an
