Never said it had to be with your fists, [ Carver points out softly. He watches Harold, considering the situation, and realizes that it reminds him of some of Pope’s earlier tests, the ones that didn’t usually involve pain. Just a conversation and all the things churning underneath.
He lays his hands flat on his knees, centering himself. ]
Do you know what I did in the Army? Have you guessed?
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He lays his hands flat on his knees, centering himself. ]
Do you know what I did in the Army? Have you guessed?