Chapter 30: Shields
Torin
I hate myself. I 'm hitting the punching bag, trying to expunge my demons. It has been weeks since I last saw Sirena. Zane calls me once in a while, but I have not seen him either. I haven't looked through the agency's list of replacements. It angers me that I can't get past what happened with Sirena.
I punch the bag again, sweat running down my back with my exertions. Breathe in and breathe out, is the mantra I repeat in my head to stop any other thoughts from intruding. I punch the bag one last time, leaning into it when it returns in my direction. Feeling defeated, I close my eyes and rest my forehead on the bag. My chest heaves with every breath I take.
