Chapter 30

It's game over. We're done, through, finished. Fucked!

Hannah and her entourage take their time strolling up towards us, each of their lips twisted in a victorious smirk. My partner and I share a look, I'm not sure what she gets from that but she puts her fists up once more, ready to go at it again.

Inspiring, but we're going to get pummeled!

I know it's training but these guys aren't pulling punches and neither are we. Despite my inhibitions to hurt someone it seems I have no other choice.

"You have a choice here girls," Hannah starts, as though reading my mind, "You can get beat or you can check out right now, just walk on right by and oh, don't forget to leave your armbands." She's cheeky, proud and very confident in her ability to floor us.