Fight for Her#3
“I’m torn. I don’t want someone else finishing my battle for me. But I have to think of her. She’s not like the rest of us. We expect to get in tough situations and punch our way out of them.
Maybe I can get her to Jo.
I’m about to text her when there’s a pounding at the door.
Maddie stifles a squeal and jumps into me. I look around the room for anything that will make a good weapon. The hedge shears are unwieldy. I take the broom that obviously didn’t help with the light leak and break the stick over my knee. Sharp and light. Perfect.
“Are you going to open it?” Maddie says. If she seemed brave a minute ago, she’s terrified again now.
“No. Grab my phone and let Colt know we have company,” I tell her.
The door bulges down low from somebody’s kick. It’s a powerful move, so likely one of the fighters. No telling how many there will be. I know better than to open the door. Let them tire themselves out on it first.
Every fight, in the cage or out, is all about how much gas you have in the tank.
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