CHAPTER TWENTY
BRITA LEAPT TOWARD the assassin but he stepped sideways and swung a leg in a high kick, hitting her in the gut before dancing lightly away.
The blow doubled her over but adrenalin dulled its effects. She rolled and came up growling, fingers curled into claws. She took a run at him, leaping off the floor and kicking toward his head, all her body weight behind the move.
He ducked sideways but didn’t entirely manage to escape her kick. Her foot glanced off his jaw, scoring a soft hit. His chin snapped up but he was already moving, adjusting. Blood ran from between his lips, telling Brita he’d bitten his tongue.
He didn’t seem to care. He moved forward so quickly she didn’t even see the elbow he threw before it slammed into her face.
Stumbling backward from the blow, she du
