The academy’s golden boy dragged me into a locked bathroom to br*ak me, but he didn’t realize who my father was—will the erased footage destroy him, or will the blue wall of silence bury me first?
I had trained my whole life for that navy-blue academy sweatshirt. At twenty-four, I was at the top of my class, desperate to be known for my sweat and grit—not my last name. But at the Metro Police Academy, Sergeant Trent Maddox made sure I felt the weight of every sneer. He ran tactical training…
