Turning Left

Chapter 21

I grabbed onto the door handle, pulling it open to reveal the sight on the other side, however what came into view was something I was not expecting.

The first thing I had seen, were people. Lots and lots of people gathered around in a circle, cheering and screaming their lungs out. I pushed myself through the perspiring room, coming face to face with the sigh in middle of the room. Three large, white circles were drawn in the middle on the floor, and inside each circle, two opponents, all were large, tattooed females, beating, punching and killing each other in middle. Everyone around me was screaming with an exciting thrill as they watched the others destroy each other and pull each other apart.

At this point I felt nothing but disgust; nevertheless, if this was what I had to face in order to free Logan from the burden of a chase, I was willing to do it.

At the other end of the room, was a small couch, where a man sat casually, a cigar in his mouth and a lady on each side of him. How cliché. I thought to myself, though it was then I realised that he was my key to enter the club.

I walked over to another table on the far corner of the room, behind which sat a man who couldn't look more bothered in his life.

"Hey you" I began "Sign me up for a fight" he looked up from his phone, his expression still careless.

"Which one?" he questioned, pointing towards the girls in the circles with his eyes.

I looked behind me, observing the females inside the circle in the middle. One of the large females was yelling at the other one who had collapsed on to the ground.The tougher the better.

"That one" I pointed towards her, the man getting down back to business.

"Name?"

"Dana" I lied, my eyes fixed on the woman ahead of me.

Soon, I took off my jacket, staying in my black pants and black tank top as the man announced the fight between me and the woman whose name, unsurprisingly, was 'Biggie'

Everyone's eyes fell on me as I walked towards the circle, watching Biggie pound her chest like a gorilla and yelling like a maniac. Once I was inside the circle with her, she spit on the floor and glared back at me. I simply smirked, knowing I was going to win her. How, you ask? Well, I guess living life on the run teaches you a lot.

I stood still as they announced the beginning of the fight, waiting for her to start off, and start she did.

The aggressive woman charged at me predicatively, causing her to fall on the ground after missing me. I moved to the side predicting her move, and once on the floor, pressed my heavy heels on her spinal cord, watching her cringe in pain underneath. I then collected her hands, twisting them in a weird, painful manner, my feet stomping hers to hold her down. Her whole body was pinned down by me, however she still struggled underneath, trying to achieve an escape. I soon got to her neck, clicking her external carotid artery, knicking her out cold instantly.

Standing up, I noticed the eyes that I had managed to capture, my smirk increasing by the minute. I hadn't exactly taken pleasure in dropping someone unconscious, but confidence was the only thing that was going to get me to succeed in here.

Soon the atmosphere settled down as I walked back to where I had left my jacket.

A man suddenly popped out of the nowhere, my excitement increasing as he told me to follow him.

Slowly, I nodded, walking behind the unknown man. He led me towards another door on the other side of where I came from, guiding me through another set of hallways before he opened a random door and pushed me inside, shutting the door behind him.

The light was dimly lit, however I could make out the small table and chairs in front of me, and the figure of a man whose back was facing me, his muscles popping through his shirt ahead of me.

"That's the first time someone's ever lost a fight so soon" He announced, turning around. I noticed his features, his vibrant green eyes and light brown hair as he faced me. His hands were tucked into his pockets, his figure stiff.

"I must be one a kind" I responded with a smirk, radiating confidence.

"Tell me, Dana, have you ever thought of putting an end to the bad things around the world?" he questioned, moving around until he was sitting on one of the chairs behind the table.

Mirroring his steps, I pulled out a chair, seating myself down casually.

"No" I paused "But, I have thought about ending all the good things in the world" His smirk increased until he was smiling back at me.

"I assume you already understand what I'm getting at, so I won't explain any further" he then lowered his hand onto another one of the chairs, picking up a large yellow file and sliding it down the table towards me. "I'll be hoping to hear from you soon" With that, he stood up, walking out of the room, leaving the door open, behind him. I smiled in happiness, knowing that this was officially the beginning of the end of the bounty station.

I picked up the file and made my way straight out towards my car.

And now, about those groceries...

A/N

Well there goes another chapter!! Who was the mysetery man?? What did he give her in the yellow file?So many questions!! Chapter thoughts?? Future predictions?? Comment below and let me know what you think!

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