Chapter 10

Fallon’s POV

[Flashback continues]

To anyone who could hear my breath, it sounded like I was about to give up. My eyes stayed on the piles of dead bodies. The lifeless bodies of people who had been breathing hours ago.

My breath got shallower by the second. And soon, it ceased; my eyes stared widely into nothing, and my body remained still. My life was gone… gone forever to the animal that had ended it.

It had been a long night, but it wasn’t over yet.

And if I had played my act well, then it would end in my favor. Mr. Biggie didn’t notice that it was only his fist hitting my stomach that had hurt me. I still felt the burns, but for someone who had been training all her life, it wasn’t enough to put me down. The rest of the hit and fake pain had been a careful and probably well-executed manipulation.

Sure, I let his fist graze my cheek, but not enough to cause internal damage as I always dodged just in time, then growled in fake pain. And t