“T hat’s it, keep pushing. Don’t you give up,” I shouted through the megaphone. The pack soldiers

plowed into the metal dummies like running backs. Sweat poured down their faces as the sunlight beat down on us.

“Mr. Harkness.” My name rang out over the field catching my attention. I lowered the megaphone to my side and turned my head, trying to track where the mayor’s voice came from.

Tippy walked across the field towards me as I caught snide and crude comments from some of my guys. What they see in her, I’d never know. Then again, I’d only ever had eyes for Kenna. Still, Tippy’s hips sway with...