Chapter 4
Chapter 4Sydney was a better student than I’dthought she would be. She was a fast learner, and she had a naturaltalent for shooting and a knack for fighting that made me think shewas streetwise. She was a hell of a looker, but looks often fooledpeople. It felt good to be going at it again. Itrained as hard as I used to. The first few days, my muscles were sostiff I couldn’t walk. And then I pushed harder and further. I showed Sydney the basics of shooting,and it wasn’t long before we hit the big guns and started workingwith moving targets. I trained her better than any of my otherstudents. It wasn’t because of how much she wanted it – which wasa lot – but because she reminded me of myself. I looked at her, andsuddenly I didn’t think I was that bad. It took me four months to get her to a
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