Emily p.o.v
I got up early in the morning so that I can catch my trainer for my first fighting class. After my call last night with Bridgette, I knew that one way or another she will be getting out of her situation like she always does. She made it very clear that I am on her next hit list, I can't blame her anymore, yet I had this bad feeling that something bad was going to happen very soon. I took my gym bag and headed downtown to the studio where my trainer waited for me. It was an old guy in his mid-fifties with dark hair, yet he looked strong and corky as hell with his body being build like an ox. I walked up to him shaking his hand then headed inside after him. I followed him until he stopped by a green door then looked down at me.
"I give you five minutes to get changed and to g
