His Plaything
'What the hell are you doing here?
As Drake glanced up, eyes wide in shock, Aaron raised a baseball bat over his head.
Instinct kicked in.
Dailey raised her leg and slammed it into Aaron's side with a perfectly executed roundhouse. He staggered to the side, turning to face Dailey with a look of sheer confusion that quickly gave way to anger. She didn't give him a chance to get his bearings and retaliate, planting another kick directly in his face. This one dropped him to the floor.
For a second the only sounds were heavy breathing and the rush of blood in her ears. Then Drake let out a celebratory whoop.
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