Unwritten Daughter — The Instructor's Test

holding my file like a man handed a live grenade, with a bow on it. Miss Hale, you'll be skipping the trial fortnight. Fifty heads turned. Sir?

Your assessment scores are the highest recorded in this organization's history. Not this year. Ever. You'll spend two weeks with Instructor Bram instead. Forty-nine people looked at me like I'd killed something they loved.

instructor bram is 60 built like a retaining wall and in 14 days he never once told me i did well he tested my recall he tested pac law three centuries of treaties arbitration precedent blood debt statutes on day nine he stopped mid-question stared at me and said who you this my father by accident every hour i sat quiet in marcus hale's office as a kid

filing papers fetching coffee listening to him negotiate with monsters he thought he babysitting me he was training his own replacement the other recruits ate together so i ate with them it took four days to want to drown all of them parent kestra who informed a room of 50 people but the little one only got a pass because someone at the top wanted her and he said

head. May I bite her? Behave. On the last morning they packed us into the