Chapter 77 Teacher

Abigail walked into the familiar shooting field. She remembered the last time she was here, she had felt confident in shooting Blake in the head, but last night, hearing the gunshot had terrified the fuck out of her. She didn't know if she was only overthinking it, but it seemed like Blake kept testing each of her capabilities; it seemed like he already had an idea she was just a bluffer who almost got comatose by seeing dead bodies, and how was that even normal?