Chapter 77 Teacher

• Abigail walked into the familiar shooting field. She remembered the last time she was here, she had felt confident in shooting Blake in the head, but last night, hearing the gunshot had terrified the fuck out of her.
• She didn't know if she was only overthinking it, but it seemed like Blake kept testing each of her capabilities; it seemed like he already had an idea she was just a bluffer who almost got comatose by seeing dead bodies, and how was that even normal?
• Seeing people die before you? He climbed over that man's body like it was nothing. Even Jose, whom she hated, had a good reason to kill Fernando. Sure enough, that gunshot, she heard he had been the one; maybe if he had died that night, her mission would have ended, and she would have started her new life at the moment, but here she was. Standing right before her enemy.