3 Years later
~Josie~
Bang!
I let the vibration of the firing gun run up my arms, as it tries to pull at my shoulders. Control…its all about staying in control.
There’s nothing quite like shooting my trusty 9mm gun. The way my chest contracts just as I fire, my heart stopping…my body freezing just for a split second until I once again hit the bullseye.
I am in complete control.
I never miss, that’s why I am officially the new Head of Training for the weapons division.
My record speaks for itself.
Putting the gun back into safety mode and placing it on the table, my phone buzzes from inside my bag as I am the only person in the peaceful meadows. There are guards on border patrol just out of sight but for the most part, I was alone.
This was my spot, this is where I lead the training. Dad even had a cabin built out here for me, it’s my go to place when I need space. It’s also where I run my female only exercise classes, in the privacy of the wooden large cabin.
Lobo, my dog that was gifted to me a few weeks after my 18th , lays panting under the table trying to cool off from our marathon run earlier. He never left my side, I think that is exactly why he was given to me. I don’t care the reason, I love this fury best friend of mine.
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