Transparent Moves

Elias shrugged. ‘It’s gone. If you want a taste, go catch another one yourself.’ Lemuel’s heart sank. ‘You finished the entire pheasant all by yourself? That’s not fair! We both worked hard to catch it!’ ‘You took a shot and missed,’ Elias corrected his aide. ‘I took a shot and killed the bird. Ergo, it belonged to me.’ Lemuel huffed. ‘But I was the one who plucked the feathers and gutted the bird. Don’t I at least deserve a thigh or a wing for that?’ ‘You should’ve said so sooner.’ Elias climbed into the jeep. ‘All right, let’s head to the training ground.’ Lemuel sighed, then mumbled something to himself before climbing into the driver’s seat. *** While Elias was supervising another training session, Callie was also up and ready for the day ahead. She gently nudged Wendy. ‘Come on, you said you wanted to get up early to watch the soldiers train. It’s already six o’clock.’ Wendy groaned, refusing to budge at such an early hour. ‘It’s only six o’clock!’ Callie chuckled softly, knowing