Thalia's P.O.V.
I was walking down the streets of Seattle when I found my way blocked by a broad-shouldered, muscular man. Derrick Harper. "So you're the little lady who showed me up in the courtroom today." he said, pinning me against a building. "I am." I said calmly. "And that's not a very good idea." I kneed him in the crotch, and he backed up, swearing. "That wasn't smart, little girl." he said. "Bring it on." I challenged. He ran at me and punched me in the jaw. I kicked him in the small of the back and hit his pressure points, causing him to collapse. I gingerly felt my jaw. There was sure to be a bruise there. Swearing under my breath, I walked quickly back to the hotel. My face must have already started to bruise, because when I walked into the hotel, Hope gasped. "Thalia!" she said. "What happened?!" "I got attacked by the dick from the courtroom." I said. "Here. Sit." Hope said, pushing me onto a couch. "I'll go get ice." she ran off, and she came back with a bag of ice, which she pressed to my jaw. "Are you alright?" she asked. "I'm fine, Hope." I said. "Really, I am." Hope hugged me. "Good." she said.
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