Excerpt, Tori in prison:
Tori blocked her next punch with her forearm. The blow
stung.
Big B. gritted her teeth, let out a groan.
“You’re an animal, Bertha.”
The hefty gal lifted a leg, but Tori dodged her sloppy
kick. While Bertha’s balance tipped, she rushed forward and forced her elbow up
at her face.
Her opponent pulled her head back just in time, and
her elbow only grazed her chin. Bertha punched her in the ribs, and she
stumbled to the side, recovering her breath. Tori spotted the opening but opted
against a punch to the face. She watched. Bertha’s hands were high, and she
guarded her nose and cheeks, leaving her stomach and ribs exposed. Their eyes
met for a second.
Tori aimed an uppercut low, this time below the
bellybutton. Her fist forced a heavy breath from B’s mouth, so loud she felt
air against her ear. B gasped, and Tori sweep-kicked her legs out from under
her. Big Bertha thumped on the ground, sending dust
into the air. Tori pulled her foot back and kicked as hard as she could at her
ribs.
Ebony, her sparring partner, clapped in approval.
Bertha curled into a ball to protect her side, and
Tori kicked her again, but when she had her foot aimed for her face, she pulled
it back. “I’m done, Bertha.”
Red Moll looked edgy, like dynamite ready to blow, and
kicked her in the face. Blood sprung from Bertha’s nose, and Tori whiffed
copper. Another inmate kicked her in the chest.
Ebony clamped a hand on Tori’s shoulder. “Let’s split.”
Behind them, Bertha groaned. Tori heard a gurgling in her
throat and glanced at her cellmate.
Ebony’s eyes were thoughtful, slightly tilted. “Are
you okay?”
Tori wiped the sweat from her forehead. “I’m fine. Don’t
feel guilty for what I did.” She said it again, this time for herself. “Hard to
believe Bertha’s friends jumped in. Against her.”
“They kick anyone who’s down.”
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