Higgins stopped pacing. For a split second, a flicker of something crossed his eyes—not shock, but annoyance. It vanished almost instantly, replaced by a cold, bureaucratic wall of hostility.
"Don't lie to make excuses for your violent outbursts," Higgins snapped, pointing a thick finger at my face. "Trent is an honor roll student. He doesn't need to threaten a disabled child. I'm calling the superintendent right now to finalize your expulsion paperwork."