I kept my eyes closed as I fought back, pulling out of Charlotte’s grip to strike at the Merchant, cutting him across the forehead.
From the outside, it’s going to look like Taylor is being a badass while fighting blindly, but the truth is she’s just “looking” in a very different way.
He growled something I couldn’t make out and charged me. Knowing I wouldn’t be able to beat him in any contest of strength, I threw myself to one side, landing hard on the ground and nearly tripping Senegal.
Whoops, careful.
I brought my knees to my chest, and then I kicked outward to strike him in the calf with both heels.
Niice.
I wasn’t thinking straight. I should have predicted that he’d fall on top of me.
…ah, shit.
His shoulder hit my chest, his body weight heavy on top of me. His knife hand was trapped under his body, near my waist. I was more fortunate, with my right arm free, and I pulled the knife’s point across his ribs, aiming for a shallow cut that hurt more than it injured.
Phew.
He screamed and dropped his weapon, and I scrabbled to slide it back towards Charlotte, Brooks and Lisa.
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