by Favour Joshua Bill
Aboagye had served long enough to know there was defiance in those eyes. It could either be a good thing or not. Someday, if he had time to spare, he would like to train this lad. But tonight was not one of such days. He needed men who would cower to his orders. Men who never dare raise their eyes to their Commander. So turning his face away, he ended the staring match. Disqualified!