@akagoddammit
Next time I speak to you, it will be in the light, with this shadow far behind us.
Today was not that day, Matt realized, dodging the swinging arc of an overhand right with a step back. The Strike Force was capable, but like everyone and anyone else they telegraphed their moves. Training with Stick gave him more than enough sense to know what worked, and what didn’t. One man against so many had worked for Matt once, thanks to that hallway and his own desperation, but an alley wasn’t just going to gain the same result. Stomach lurching like it did while awaiting a jury’s verdict, Matt’s focus slipped a little when someone new came close enough.
“Take a picture, it’ll last longer,” Matt snapped in Jessica’s direction, avoiding a kick.
