KENDRICK 

It was dead silent. But it wasn't the type that heralded something bad or dangerous. It was the type that I enjoyed, the type that came with the feeling of relish after you warned your elders but they wouldn't listen. I helped myself as I stared at their fallen faces as they realised that I'd been right this whole time. My eyes moved slowly over each face. 

They had sworn loyalty to me and they couldn't, except a very select few, look me in the eye. Cowards. Traitors. I stood slowly, pushing the chair back. The sound of it broke the silence, scraping the floor so sharply it made...