Bab 734: Chapter 734: Conscious Effort

I may not have been running, but I still beat up the heavy bag on an almost daily basis, my fighting skills much improved thanks to my martial arts training with my normal instructor, Sage. I think he would have been proud of me as I leaped out of hiding and headed for my target, Brotherhood Goon #1, taking the tall, heavy-shouldered man full in the chest with both feet. He crashed backward into the door, head hitting stone with the hollow sound of a rotten gourd being smashed and collapsed where he stood, whites of his eyes showing.

Boo-ya.

Quaid made short work of his little playmate, Brotherhood Goon #2 hitting the ground about a second after my target lost his touch with reality. But I could hear shouting from behind me and knew time was short.

When wasn't it?