Chapter Six
Say Anything
The strongest of all warriors are these two -- Time and Patience.
– Leo Tolstoy
ETHAN
Dayton, Tennessee
Nine years ago
Twenty yards. Twenty yards and counting.
The first fucker missed me completely, swiping sideways at my belt. A rush of air flew past me as the misjudging man went flying in the dirt, his face eating a mouthful of mud, his body slipping and sliding among the dust and grass as I side-stepped around him with finesse, my senses on high, my head on a swivel.
He wasn’t the first. And he wouldn’t be the last.
Another man came at me, this one bigger than the bastard who was currently eating the earth. He used his size to try to block me. Muscles bulged at his neck and shoulders, and they strained against his too-small T-shirt, showing every stria
