Revenge

Chapter 2.

A/N: This is 11 years after her mothers was killed. Jamie is now around 23 years of age.

"Hum, mumph, ugh," Jamie grunted as she landed stricking blows aginst her trainer Adam. They worked together for the past almost 11years, mainly to perpair Jamie for her newly set goal. Now being 23, and rigorous work, she was ready.

"Good work tonight, Jamie," Adam wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead.

"Ha, thanks Adam," being completely fine with her only friend seeing her partially nude, she had no problem changing her drenched clothes into regular street atire. All Jamie was focused on was the future that lie ahead.

"You positive you wanna take on David and his band of pricks by yourself?"

"Yeah, my mother, my revenge," Jamie gathered her things for the last time.

Pain flashed through Adam's eyes. After all that time she still only saw him as a trainer, maybe a friend? She was only 23, and he 26. Not much of an age difference. He had worked closely with Jamie to bring her to her finest, and now she surpassed his abilities and no longer needed him.

"Thank you, for everything Adam. I'll never forget you,"  she kissed him softly on the lips. "I'll always love you." She quickly walked to the exit of the dingy gym, pushed open the door, and departed. Being previously afraid and focused to amit her feelings for her extremely attractive trainer. Being the final time they would see, the emotions spilled out. She recapped what she had done. After causing herself a large amount of shame and discomfort, banished the replaying tape and focused on hre destination.

Adam stood alone in the empty gym. Why now did she show her true feelings? How could he get her back? He sat, pondering how to help.

A black Mustang pulled around back. Three large men swiftly exited the car and drew their weapons. After kicking in the door, nothing was separating them from Adam.

"What the fuck? Who the hell are you?!" Adam slightly yelled. He didn't want to much attention drawn to the site.

"Shut your mouth and tell us where that fucking bitch is." The men towered over Adam.

"What bitch? What the hell are you talking about man?" Adam relised: Jamie, these are her step father thugs.  "Jamie? You never find her! She's gonna make David pay for his shit!"

A man moved towards Adam and lifted his gun, "Like hell she will, she's gonna die just like her idiot mom did; pathetic and on her knees." A deafening blow ended Adams life. Red splatered and pooled. His last thoughts of Jamie.

The three men silently exited the gym, leaving Adam's body there for the next to come alone and find. Entering the car, they quickly drove away from the scene.

"What the hell are we gonna do? Killing that little shit was NOT in the plan," the second in comand spoke aloud.

"Well I don't fucking know what James was doing," the third and newest goon responded in kind.

"BOTH OF YOU! Look I'll explain to David.  That bastard wasn't gonna talk, so I shot him. Loss of zero, a useless life." The murder comanded silence as they drove.