She would have had a better time of it if, fifteen seconds into the fight, she hadn't heard Pamela taunting the second back-up opponent behind Caprica's back.
"Squeal you little b***h," Pamela mocked. "Squeal, or you're going to have a miserable summer walking around with your shoulders dislocated." Next.
There was a 'thump' followed by the sound of a body going down and something metallic hitting the ground.
"You cunts need to learn to count. Most unwise," Rachel threatened someone out of sight. Pop-pop and a woman screaming in agony.
"I warned you, Dumbass," Pamela chortled over the screams of her victim. "Cáel, let's put this pig to bed. I'm hankering for an early dinner." Pig meant Caprica. Caprica pivoted to keep us both in her line-of-sight. The woman who had started it all was b
