Minho stood quickly, taking everyone off guard. “I was out there; I saw what this guy did—he stayed strong while I turned into a panty-wearin’ chicken. No blabbin’ on and on like Gally. I want to say my recommendation and be done with it.” Thomas held his breath, wondering what he’d say. “Good that,” Newt said. “Tell us, then.” Minho looked at Thomas. “I nominate this shank to replace me as Keeper of the Runners.”
