She went out to meet a man.
She got taken away by a group of men.
She texted another man for help.
She drank with a group of men and ended up this wasted.
Jace Lennox didn't even know where to begin settling scores with Phoebe Faulkner.
He strode toward Phoebe Faulkner.
Phoebe Faulkner, for her part, abandoned the man pinned under her foot. She charged toward the approaching figure. With a nimble leap, she vaulted onto the coffee table, launched herself into the air, and aimed a flying kick at the silhouette.
Her kick was incredibly powerful; she wasn't seeing a person, just a shadow.
She had trained with her two older brothers as a child, and neither of them was ordinary. Coupled with her own high athletic aptitude, it was no surprise she was skilled. However, she only revealed this savage side when she was drunk. Sober, she had no idea she was this capable.
Phoebe Faulkner's foot slammed right into the arm Jace Lennox raised to block it.
