Chapter 0610

"Really, improvements to Clark's training program," the Captain says, narrowing his eyes at Jackson. "And what qualifies you to decide how Cadet Clark's training should progress?"

I scowl a little, hating that they're talking about me like I'm not here and wishing they'd both just call me Ariel. It's not like we're keeping it a secret anymore.

"I've come along to all of Clark's practice sessions since the first one," Jackson says, standing straight, I think not liking the fact that he has to justify his insight. "I know the way that she shoots better than anyone else."

"You are not the subject matter expert, McClintock," the Captain snaps, crossing his arms over his chest. "I am."

holding his gaze. "But I have ideas for how Clark could use these skills in battle that move beyond

enquires, his voice low, letting Jackson

without me at her side at every moment. So you're going to need to decide whose skills to emphasize on the field - either sending me up in a

chin, "it doesn't matter whether or not it's my call. If you're putting her on a battlefield it will be with me at her side. And I suspect Rafe and Jesse Sinclair will have the same response, as well

"That's not your call to make, Cadet,"

know that it's a fact. "I'm sorry, sir," I say. "We don't mean to be insubordinate. It is a fact though - we won't be separated." The Captain doesn't respond, clearly displeased that we're calling the shot, but he takes a deep breath and moves on from it. Even

this you're talking about," the Captain says, studying Jackson, "sharp shooting on the move? It would be a useful skill, but she still needs a great deal of training with the sniper rifle -

have access to some of the weapons from the Games? The paintball guns? A shorter-range rifle, I think he says, glancing at

frankly, it's a good idea. He sighs, looking back up and between us. "If it interferes at all with

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