Hunters for Hire (Books 1 - 3): An Urban Fantasy Series Box Set by Jonathan Yanez

Author:Jonathan Yanez [Yanez, Jonathan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Archimedes Books
Published: 2024-03-12T00:00:00+00:00

SIXTEEN

While I set up a makeshift workstation for Teri, the bright-eyed, bushy-tailed woman greeted Shannon with all the gumption I knew she would muster.

Shannon came out of the training vault seeing my Cheshire grin.

“Jonny said you’re a morning person too,” Teri said excitedly as the women exited the back room. “This is going to be so much fun working together.”

Shannon mouthed the words “I hate you” to me over Teri’s chatter.

I wagged my eyebrows in return.

“So you two go ahead and start your normal daily routine; don’t let me intrude,” Teri said, sitting at the folding desk with her cell phone in hand. “I’m going to get the front doors repaired and touch base with Evan about redecorating the office.”

I was still pretty sure Teri was some kind of psychopath, but I liked her.

Shannon and I went back to the vault to start our daily training regimen of hand-to-hand combat and weight conditioning. The vault itself was large enough to house our equipment against the walls. We used the middle of the room for our training.

Shannon had everything from battle ropes to box jumps, and each day, we found a new way to suffer. I spent most of my adult life in the gym, so working out was nothing new to me. The level of cardio combined with this new way of exercise was a lesson in pain.

We went nonstop from row machines, to burpees, and back again. Against the far wall, Shannon had a black flag with our logo of a wolf and the word SUFFER under it in big white distressed letters.

After our workouts, it was hand-to-hand training. Over my three months with Shannon, I realized her methods weren’t specifically one certain class of fighting. While she started off training me with boxing, our lessons soon moved to strikes better practiced in karate, throws found in judo, and grappling from jujitsu.

Shannon still kicked my ass more times than I won, but that gap was slowly closing the more time passed. We squared off against one another at the end of our training like most days.

The soft mat under my feet would do little to cushion a throw.

“Are you sure you want to spar today?” I couldn’t help myself. “I know you have that big date lined up.”

Shannon’s face said it all. She was going to kill me.

Shannon moved in with a front kick I blocked and moved to the side. Fighting was like a mental chess game. One in which the name of the game was to conserve as much energy as possible while gassing out your opponent. Sure I could try to meet her attack head on or I could move to the side and use very little of my own energy.

Like I knew she would, Shannon pressed the attack, throwing rights and lefts, air escaping her mouth with each one.

I blocked her strikes with my hands, redirecting the angle of her punches so they slid off my forearms harmlessly. One thing I had going for me was my sheer size.

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