2024-10-14 07:00:46Sprinting towards them as the man tried to kick her again, Tedmond caught the man by the arm and flipped him over, slamming his back on the floor.
"Eek!" the man cried out as Tedmond twisted his arm even further. "What the heck are you doing?!"
"How dare you treat my daughter like that?!" Tedmond demanded, about to punch the man in the face when he was surrounded by seve
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CHAPTER 794
Thomas stepped out from the shadows of the stone archway, his silver hair perfectly coiffed despite the morning heat. He carried a crisp white towel over his arm, his eyes scanning Persis with a quiet, paternal pride, a look he carefully masked behind a professional veneer.Persis wiped a streak of sweat from her jaw. "Thomas.""Ma'am," he replied, stepping forward to offer the towel."Tell Tedmond I’m ready," she said. Her voice was resonant, stripped of the tremors that had plagued her just days prior. "Tell him the Subject has been retired. I’ve learned the basics, and I’m done hitting the mat. It’s time we prepare for the real thing. The Griffins have had a week of peace; that’s a week too long."Thomas bowed his head slightly, acknowledging the cold steel in her tone. "I shall convey the message immediately, ma'am. Mr. Washington has been... anticipating this shift in the atmosphere."He paused, his gaze softening as he took in the faint bruises peaking from the edge of her s
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Persis didn't aim for the ribs this time. She didn't aim for the head. She went for the one thing Maya assumed she wouldn't: the space between them.She dropped low, her shoulder slamming into Maya’s hip with the frantic strength of someone fighting for air in a sinking car. It wasn't pretty. It wasn’t a move found in any textbook. It was a desperate, gravity-driven collision.Maya’s eyes widened for a fraction of a second, the first hairline fracture in her professional mask. She hadn't expected the polished, high-society woman to throw herself into a dirty, shoulder-first tackle. Maya staggered, her heel catching the edge of the padded mat. For one glorious, impossible second, she lost her balance.Persis didn't let up. She scrambled over the trainer, fingers clawing at the rough fabric of Maya’s tactical vest, teeth bared in a snarl."I am not... a subject!" Persis hissed, her voice cracking as she swung a wild, frantic elbow.Crack.The sound of bone meeting a padded should
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Tedmond’s jaw tightened, but he didn't pull away. He recognized the look in Jaxson’s eyes; it was the same one he saw in the mirror every morning, the look of a man who would burn the world to protect what was his."Fine," Tedmond rasped. "But you stay in the observation wing. You don't interfere with the training.""Deal," Jaxson grinned, though the warmth didn't reach his eyes. "I’ll just sit here and take notes on how many times she hits the mat. For forensic evidence, obviously."Persis watched the two of them, the two most protective, stubborn men in her life, finally reaching a shaky truce. It was exhausting and overbearing, yet for the first time since the kidnapping, it made her feel completely, untouchably safe.Maya, the trainer, let out a sharp, impatient whistle."If the testosterone summit is over, I’d like to start. Every minute we waste is a minute she stays a victim. Washington, get out. Wyatt, shut up."Tedmond gave Persis one last, lingering look at a silent promis
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Persis didn’t wait for a second invitation. She stepped into the changing room, the door clicking shut behind her.She stripped off the robe, her skin still prickling from the morning chill, and pulled on the high-compression tactical leggings and charcoal-gray racerback tank Tedmond had prepared. She tied her hair into a knot so tight it pulled at her scalp, then faced the mirror. The bruising on her wrists from the zip ties had faded into an ugly blend of yellow and purple, a map of her own helplessness.She traced the marks with her thumb, her expression hardening."Never again," she promised her reflection.She stepped back onto the mat, her bare feet silent on the high-density foam. Tedmond stood by the equipment rack, arms crossed, watching her with an unreadable expression. The trainer was already waiting, holding a pair of strike pads, but it was the third person in the room that made Persis stop dead.Leaning against a squat rack in the far corner, wearing a tactical hood
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Thomas stood there, his face a mask of calm professionalism, though his eyes carried a quiet gravity.“Pardon the interruption, sir, ma’am,” he said, bowing slightly. “But the delivery has arrived. The instructors from the Mediterranean detail are in the foyer. They are… eager to begin the assessment.”The room fell silent.The digital war with Jaxson was momentarily eclipsed by the physical reality of what was coming next.Tedmond looked at Persis, his gaze lingering on her face.“The trainers are here. Are you sure you’re ready for this? There is no halfway with these people.”Persis took a deep breath, her eyes flashing with a cold intensity. “Open the back door for Jaxson, Albert. And Thomas… tell the trainers I’ll be down in five minutes. I’m tired of being the subject. It’s time I became a hunter.”“Wait, wait!” Albert yelped, his fingers hovering over the keyboard like the console might bite him. “If I’m letting a Fed into the Sanctum Sanctorum, I need to speak to him first.”
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“If I try to force my way in to help you, Albert will spot me in three seconds, think I’m the Architect, and fry my motherboard from three states away. I can’t watch over you if he blocks me before I even see the staff roster.”Persis froze for a heartbeat, then a slow, melodic chuckle escaped her throat.The chuckle turned into a genuine, bright laugh, the first one since the world had gone dark in the boutique.“Wait,” she gasped, her eyes dancing with dark amusement. “Are you telling me… that Jaxson Wyatt, the man who once hacked my high school’s grading system just to give me a ‘C’ in Home Economics, is scared of my husband’s IT guy?”“I am not scared!” Jaxson barked, though the defensiveness in his voice gave him away. “I am being strategically cautious. The man is a digital pit bull.”“I’m an analyst, P. I deal with high-level counterintelligence and state secrets. I don’t spend my life building Fortress Washington out of pure paranoia and Red Bull.”“Oh, Jax,” Persis teased, he
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