oxygen once again filling her lungs. She looked up at Berkleigh, the young woman's hand

still extended, a look of impatience covering her attractive features. Janelle complied and

grabbed Berkleigh's hand. With a speed and finesse that surprised even her, she slammed her

back to the floor as she kicked Berkleigh squarely in the solar plexus. Berkleigh let out a

surprised gasp as Janelle completed the mental sequence by jerking her hand to the floor while

holding Berkleigh's hand fast. The Italian marble countertop did the rest, Berkleigh's head

slamming against it with enough force to knock her out cold. ...

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