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❝ᴡʜᴏɪs ɪɴᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴏʟ? ❞
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MITCH RAPP CLENCHES HIS jaw as he throws punches at the punching bag, hanging up in his apartment.
He can't believe that a girl, an attractive one too, took him down. The girl is 5'8" and he's 5'10", they are close at height but he was two inches taller than her and should of been able to take her down. She was even wearing heels and he couldn't take her down.
Mitch Rapp was pissed.
He gives out almost a battle cry, before punching the bag with full force. Almost knocking the bag off the chain. He sighs and grabs the sides of the bag, stopping it from swinging.
He backs away and takes the white tape off of his knuckles. He then tosses it in the small trash bin.
Mitch has to admit that Blaze, or whatever her name is, was attractive. She was sexy. She was everything a man wants.
Mitch scratches his long beard, before walking over to his closet and grabbing a shirt.
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Mitch walks into the gym, his eyes scanning for the girl who took him down yesterday.
His ears perk when he hears a man scream out in pain. He speeds walk towards the noise, his eyes slightly widening when he sees the girl that took him down yesterday, breaking a guy's arm.
Lilith clenches her jaw and lowers her lips next to the man's ear. "Next time you try to touch me again, your arm won't be the only thing breaking."
The man numbly nods, grabbing onto his left arm and standing back up. Lilith smirks when he runs out of the building, no doubt going to the police.
Lilith's smirk falls as her eyes scan the crowd. "What are you fuckers looking at!"
Everyone quickly looks away and walks somewhere else, going back to what they were doing before.
Mitch watches as the attractive girl turns her back on him and walks to a bench. He slightly follows behind, but making sure he keeps his distance.
Lilith reaches her bag, which consists of another gun, (she has a gun tucked away in the back of her tight black jeans, and hidden underneath her black leather jacket and shirt), a pocket knife, her phone, and food.
