Victory: Year Four by Amabel Daniels

Author:Amabel Daniels [Daniels, Amabel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-11-09T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Martino didn’t go easy on me. We sparred for a good half hour and then he illustrated some new moves. I wasn’t confident I understood how to execute them, but that was part of the allure of taking self-defense and mixed martial arts. At least, it was a part of it that drew me in. There was always something else to learn. Some new technique to practice. I’d been a book-smart kind of girl for so long, it made sense that I really dug this type of learning. It was totally different. And slowly accumulating the finesse and know-how of being a badass was pretty cool no matter which way you looked at it.

Therefore, I walked, instead of riding on the shuttle, to Glorian’s office suite with a certain elated high. The burn of hard exercise and pushing my body had me optimistic and primed for something.

Not a half-hour chat with a woman—oops, my aunt—I’d never trust.

When I arrived, no one manned the outer lobby so I let myself in and sat in one of the white, kind of cushioned chairs in the waiting room. Only, I remained solo there.

Where’s the secretary?

I checked my watch and confirmed I was still early. Five minutes had passed since I’d arrived but Glorian wasn’t slated to meet with me for another ten.

Bored, and somewhat psyched by the productive time I’d spent training with the Hispanic martial artist, I grew curious. My thoughts veered sharply from curiosity to intrigue, with a dash of daring.

First, I glanced at the corners of the walls and noted no obvious surveillance cameras. Next, I stood and peered out the window of the office suite. No one walked toward this area. Not a single soul—not even the secretary—strolled down the hallways outside.

“Hello?” I called out.

No answer. I backtracked toward Glorian’s actual office, smirking at the fact the door was wide open.

If she was careless enough to leave her door open… Then she won’t mind if I snooped.

I’d always been the good girl, too afraid of attention and discipline to ever try being bad. But with this woman? With a scrupulous councilwoman who only viewed students as pawns for control? I felt no trepidation about trespassing into her office.

Too bad I didn’t let Knightley come with me. He could have kept lookout while I checked out her space.

I’d stopped bringing Knightley with me to training sessions with Martino because the grog had a hard time refraining from defending me, no matter how much I instructed the creature to sit back. Maybe because when I sparred and fought, I gave it my all. Hard to filter out my enthusiasm for combat and separate it from the contradictory wishes for my pet to stay out of the way.

White walls, smooth, blank furniture, and nothing else. It was less inviting than an empty vacuum of space. Glorian had not a single memento, decoration—anything. Not even a cup of coffee on her spotless desk.

How does she work like this? I darted behind her desk and reached for the mouse.

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