The next day, Milo woke up early to wash up and shave. He put on his workout clothes before heading out to the backyard.
He was ready!
No matter what happened today, he wouldn't break down!
He expected Salvatore to be there, but he couldn't find him. Instead, he found Roderick.
The man was standing with a phone in his hand. He hadn't joined the main group of guards who were doing their drills. Instead, he led Milo to a separate corner of the field.
"You know what you have to do today. Salvatore made an exception for you so you don't have to do your routine exercises. But you will finish your 200 push-ups," Roderick said, his voice neutral.
"We have time until lunch. You can break them up however you need, but I'm staying here to count."
"Yes, sir," Milo nodded, his throat tight. He was grateful that he had time to finish them, not all at once.
He started immediately. He did sets of fifteen, then ten. Roderick told him to rest for a few minutes in between.
