"No, Sir."
"Then shut up."
Evelyn looked at him.
"No."
A murmur moved through the cafeteria.
Warren smiled.
It wasn't a pleasant smile.
"You seem confused."
"No."
"You don't know who you're talking to."
"I know exactly who I'm talking to."
"Then you should know better."
Evelyn held his gaze.
"So should you."
The smile disappeared.
Warren reached forward.
His hand grabbed the front of her uniform.
He pulled her toward him.
Several soldiers stood.
Nobody came closer.
Warren shoved her backward.
Evelyn hit the edge of a table.
The room went silent.
Warren pointed at her.
"Get out."
She straightened.
He expected fear.
Instead, she looked at him calmly.
"You're making this very easy."
His face tightened.
"What did you say?"
"Nothing."
"Then leave."
Evelyn picked up her tray.
She walked away.
Behind her, Warren shouted.
"Specialist