Becca let out a furious breath. She had no idea how they had found her, but she was getting really ticked off. Always so confident, the Hand was one to be reckoned with. Becca knew that from experience. She swung her body into the air, grabbing the hand holds bolted to the ceiling. She moved to the ropes, strapped her feet in, and hung upside down. She needed to think, relax. But this wasn't helping. Her mind was too shaken. She needed to calm it. And only one thing worked. Swinging down, Becca exited the room. She grabbed her keys, left a note for the others, and headed out. She drove a distance...
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