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Thud, thud, whack. The heavy bag spun away from her and she wiped the sweat off her forehead with the back of her hand. She bounced on her toes and continued. Jab, cross, squat. Breathe, release, repeat. Kick, punch, kick, punch. The bag spun and she clenched her jaw.

“A bit out of practice, huh?” The swarthy figure offered her a water bottle.

Liz gulped the water and panted for air.

“Need a sparring partner?”

She shook her head and took off her gloves.

“Calling it quits already? You just got here.”

“Just needed to clear my head, Dirk.”

“Bad memories?”

“Something like that.”

“Liz, if you need a break…”

She shoved her gloves into her gym bag. “This worked just fine.”

He nodded. “Steve and I’ll be at the range tomorrow. You want to join us?”

She flung the bag over her shoulder. “Probably not. I’ll get my practice in. Whenever I get my next assignment.”

His eyes narrowed. “Liz, are you okay?”

“Look, Dirk. I signed up for this. We make the world a safer place, remember?”

Dirk raised his eyebrows. “Quoting the book back to me, huh? Maybe I should make you an instructor.”

“No thanks.” Liz relaxed and grinned. “I’m not that good.”

“Hey, you didn’t do so bad,” Dirk moved around the punching bag, sizing it up. “You’re just, you know, a girl.”

He threw a punch and a satisfying snap echoed through the empty gym. “Your hand-to-hand might not be the best, but your shooting sure is. You’ve got a clear eye and a steady hand, Liz. And a calm mind, when it comes down to you against the problem. That’s the most important.”

Liz smirked. “Yeah, yeah. Thanks, Boss. Hey, I’ll take a rain check on the sparring. Maybe next week.”

Dirk’s fist drove into the bag. “Yep. I’ll be here.”