Chapter 10: Neil's MissionTime has a way of slowing down when our lives hang on a desperate need or hunger, like for revenge.
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Scarlett rubbed her jaw. Neil's last punch had knocked her to the floor again and was even more jarring than the one before. She could not figure out how he moved so fast and anticipated her best dodges and blocks.
“Ow.” Her tone was flat.
The last two weeks had been a blur of intense training and recovery. Beyond the physical pain, though, she had plenty of stress to release at her opponent. Asking Neil to turn her into a deadly killing machine resulted in her life being even less her own than before. Between the early, and sometimes random, waking hours and the simple physical a***e she was constantly on edge.
The connection between them had blossomed a
