Back in the underground vault at the Doherty's, Jenny was being put to the test with some dose of physical combat and mild shooting practice. She had learnt to embrace her new fate in a short period of time. Fully kitted in her shooting gear, Jenny had taken to training as though her life depended on it, thanks to Richard who had pulled her through the different shooting ranges and martial art. She had come to admire Richard's patience and teaching skills, as well as his combative prowess during the training which involved an inevitable physical contact between the duo. Richard dishing out instructions and picking her up each time she failed a combative move was reassuring and his tenderly guide during the shooting practice was all she needed to keep the momentum. She had had a moment whe
