“I know-”
“I want you to be able to get away if you’re coming on jobs. The rest will come with time”
“Okay” I nodded, but couldn’t see a situation where I’d have to do this. I was always with one of the guys anyway.
“Also remember that anything you have on you can be used as a weapon” Luke said as he stepped forward.
“Like the baton and pepper spray?” I asked.
I still hadn’t been shown how to use those properly, maybe I’d be shown now.
“No,” Ty shook his head. “Imagine that you don’t have your belt on.”
He rummaged through his pockets and pulled out a comb. I frowned, what was he going to do with that?
“If you hold it like this,” he held it with his hand around the top of the comb, the teeth pointing out. “Press it as hard as you can above their upper lip.”
“Does that even hurt?” I snickered.
“Hell yeah it does,” Evan said from the side of the mats.
“Really?” I asked skeptical.
“Try pressing it on yours, you’ll see” I plucked the comb from Ty’s hand pressing it onto my upper lip.
“Ow! That hurts.” I frowned at the comb and looked to Luke.
I’d get him back for attacking me from behind.
“Don’t even think about it,” he warned. My lips lifted into a sneaky smile.
I raised my brows and took a step forward “Kay. No.” he warned as he stepped back.
I laughed and made a grab for him. Obviously he was a lot quicker than me but that didn’t mean I didn’t try to catch him.
After what felt like hours, but was most probably minutes I bent over gasping for breath. Running wasn’t my thing, in fact no sort of exercise was.
I was so unfit. He didn’t even look like he had ran at all.
“And that right there means you need to start exercising.”
“Exercising? I gasped
“Yep” Ty nodded as he moved toward the gym equipment. “Get on” he nodded to the treadmill.
“I’m not getting on that thing,” I shook my head.
“You can either do the treadmill or we can go running in the woods and up to clearing”
I growled under my breath. This was so unfair.
“Fine” I stomped over to him and stood on the belt.
“We’ll go slow at first, just be careful of your leg” he pressed the on button, the belt starting to move.
It wasn’t so bad, I could probably keep up with this pace.
“I’m gonna put you on level 3.”