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He walked closer. Willa trembled but held her ground. She had back up waiting in the dark and they were taping him.

“No one wants you. I certainly didn’t. You’re not attractive and that nasty smell that seems to come from your pores makes me want to puke.”

Willa enjoyed seeing the flush rise on his face and seeing his mouth tighten. Beth had suggested getting out all the things she disliked about him. Remi had agreed, mentioned anger made people say things they normally wouldn’t.

“You’re going to be sorry for that. I’ll make you eat those words.”

Willa’s watch vibrated with a message.

He’s off balance. Go in for the kill. You’ve got this.

“You’re not going to make me do anything. I’m not worried about you hurting my team any more. I’m going to show you how pathetic you are and give you what you deserve.”

He walked a couple steps closer. He believed he had the advantage but Willa knew differently. She wanted him to admit one more thing before she pounded out all her frustrations.

“Your moves when you attacked me seemed practiced. How many women had you attacked before me? One, five, fifteen?”

He laughed again, making her want to smack the conceited smirk off his face. “Let’s put it like this. You weren’t even my favorite. You’re just the one that got away. I don’t like unfinished business. I quit counting after number thirty. I mean, I had to do something to relieve the boredom. Women should have never been allowed to serve. I’m just doing my part to keep the ranks strong.”

Willa keep her eyes on him deciding where she wanted to hit first. Everyone was positive he was too arrogant to believe she’d try anything.

Got it. Swing away.

The text gave her the okay to get rid of all this anger she had. He stepped closer and she leaned in whispering so he’d lean even closer.

“Did you know what I wanted to do with you?”

As he leaned forward, she grabbed his shoulders, forcing him lower. She quickly brought her knee up, slamming it into his groin. When his hands reached to cover his junk, she grasped the back of his neck, banging it into her knee. The satisfying crunch of breaking bones was music to her ears. She released his neck, letting him drop groaning to the floor. She stepped on his crotch pressing down hard until he screamed like a wounded animal. She backed a couple steps away to watch him.

“I feel like that was a little anticlimactic.”

Beth walked closer. “Cameras are off. We can wait until he can stand again. Do you want him in the ring with you? After hearing the number of women who he did this too, I think we’re all willing to take a turn when you get tired.”

Remi walked closer carrying her cattle prod. “We need to wake him up because I want to use this on him and you all know my man is eventually going to figure out something’s off.”

Sarah, Ellie, Rose and Winnie joined her. Rose was holding a bucket of water. “Shall we make sure he’s awake?”

“I think the groaning is telling us he’s awake. Does anyone else think he sounds like that one time the cow got caught in the barbed wire? It’s almost a mooing sound.”

Willa glanced at Sarah wondering how these women were so calm about this.

He moved a little, rolling to his side, trying to get up while still holding his junk. “You bitch. You have to have your friends help you.”

Remington nudged his leg with her boot. “No. She doesn’t need us here. We just enjoy watching a woman give an abuser their due. It’s going to be a fair fight if you can ever man up. Willa’s right. You are pathetic. I have high school kids that could fight better than you.”

“I think when Willa says she’s done that we should hit him with the cattle prod at least thirty times for the women he said he abused.”

Rose was a little blood thirsty but Willa liked how she was thinking. He needed to pay for all those women he’d hurt.

They all scooted back a little as the captain started to rise. Willa raised her hands ready to hit him. He was underestimating her because she wasn’t worried about him hurting her friends this time. She could fight back.

He stood up and immediately took a swing toward her which she dodged. He was moving a little slow. Blood dripped down his face. She was enjoying this a little. She was enraged he had done this to so many women that he’d lost count.

She moved around him ready to hit him as soon as she saw an opening. He swung again. She blocked with her left and thenresponded with a hard punch to his gut. She moved away before he had time to respond again. They traded blows back and forth for a couple minutes until she realized she was done. She’d proved she could outsmart him. She’d landed numerous blows on him and he’d only made contact once with her face. Cruise wasn’t going to be happy with the swelling she could feel on her face but she didn’t care. She’d fought back without worrying about the consequences. She looked toward Remi and nodded. The women were just waiting for her to say she was satisfied.

As he started toward her again, Remi leaned forward, touching him with her cattle prod. He screamed, shook and dropped to the floor. Remi turned toward Jesse. “Way to go. That was awesome. I mean it’s not practical on a job but it was deeply satisfying watching him shake and scream.”

Jesse nudged him with her toe. “Yeah, but we didn’t factor in having to clean up the bodily fluids,” Jesse shuddered.

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