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him?
They ran up to the doors of the E.D.G.E. building and he jogged in place. “Well, thanks for the run,” he said. “I think I’m going to do another loop. Do you want to join me?”
She smirked at him. “We’re not finished yet, Lucky. That was only the warmup. We’re hitting the Beast now.”
C HAPTER 6
Cat wanted to laugh at the look on Rhys’s face.
“The Beast?” he asked.
“Follow me.” She entered the building, waved at the security personnel at the front desk—who were civilians but still under E.D.G.E. employment—and went to the E.D.G.E. private elevator. Inside, she pressed her thumb against the scanner and typed B3 on the keypad.
“How many sub levels are there?” Rhys asked.
“Below the parking? Seven, as far as I know,” she said. “Research, weapons and ranges, and training takes three floors. The Beast takes two.”
The elevator doors slid silently open. Lights flickered on, revealing a large two-story room filled with an inclined rock wall for climbing, four hanging ropes for the same, a two-lane lap pool, and a massive obstacle course that would impress the best of athletes. Rhys didn’t disappoint in his reaction.
He whistled and walked straight toward the ten-foot wall, the first obstacle, and ran his hands over the smooth polished wood. “This is the Beast?”
Cat nodded. “You’ve got five minutes to look over the obstacles.”
“And then?”
She smiled. “And then we have some fun.”
She turned her back and began stretching her legs from the run, then swung her arms in circles, warming them up. There was a lot of upper-body work required to get through the Beast and she needed to be ready if she was going to prove her point to Rhys.
After the designated five minutes, she turned back to see Rhys studying her. “How are we doing this?” he asked.
She knew what he was asking. “A race. You against me.”
He huffed a breath. “You want to race me?”
“Not particularly,” she said. “The Beast is made to instill teamwork. It’s very tricky to do alone, but I need to prove a point to you.”
He frowned. “What’s that?”
“That I am just as capable as you physically.” She could tell by his eyes that he didn’t believe her, but that was okay. He would soon.
“On three,” she said, her blood already starting to pump at the thought of the race. “Two. One.”
They both ran at the ten-foot wall. Cat remembered her first obstacle course in basic training. Then, it had only been a six-foot wall and she’d only made it over because she was taller than the average girl. Most of the recruits had been left behind that first day, until the directing staff had taken pity on them and shown them how to get over it.
Getting over a wall was more technique than brute force. It helped that Cat kept up her strength, both upper and lower, by working out religiously when she wasn’t on a mission—and sometimes even when she was, depending on what it was. Rock climbing was one of the things she loved to do, and it helped her keep up her strength more than most things.
She sprinted toward the wall. A step away, she leapt and placed her foot on the wall and kicked off as hard as she could, reaching for the top edge. Her fingers grazed the lip and she gripped it hard, pulling herself up.
Rhys already straddled the wall, watching her. He grinned. “This is gonna be fun.”
“Only if you like losing,” she said, and dropped down to the other side.
The other side was a misnomer, though. Two narrow planks, six feet apart and held up by chains, ran perpendicular to the wall. She dropped to the one in front of her, her arms out as it wobbled underneath her feet. After Rhys landed on his, he had to take a moment to steady himself against the wall.
She used that second to get ahead of him, walking quickly along the plank to the other side. Jumping off the end, she faced the under-and-over obstacle. She dropped and wiggled under a thick
They ran up to the doors of the E.D.G.E. building and he jogged in place. “Well, thanks for the run,” he said. “I think I’m going to do another loop. Do you want to join me?”
She smirked at him. “We’re not finished yet, Lucky. That was only the warmup. We’re hitting the Beast now.”
C HAPTER 6
Cat wanted to laugh at the look on Rhys’s face.
“The Beast?” he asked.
“Follow me.” She entered the building, waved at the security personnel at the front desk—who were civilians but still under E.D.G.E. employment—and went to the E.D.G.E. private elevator. Inside, she pressed her thumb against the scanner and typed B3 on the keypad.
“How many sub levels are there?” Rhys asked.
“Below the parking? Seven, as far as I know,” she said. “Research, weapons and ranges, and training takes three floors. The Beast takes two.”
The elevator doors slid silently open. Lights flickered on, revealing a large two-story room filled with an inclined rock wall for climbing, four hanging ropes for the same, a two-lane lap pool, and a massive obstacle course that would impress the best of athletes. Rhys didn’t disappoint in his reaction.
He whistled and walked straight toward the ten-foot wall, the first obstacle, and ran his hands over the smooth polished wood. “This is the Beast?”
Cat nodded. “You’ve got five minutes to look over the obstacles.”
“And then?”
She smiled. “And then we have some fun.”
She turned her back and began stretching her legs from the run, then swung her arms in circles, warming them up. There was a lot of upper-body work required to get through the Beast and she needed to be ready if she was going to prove her point to Rhys.
After the designated five minutes, she turned back to see Rhys studying her. “How are we doing this?” he asked.
She knew what he was asking. “A race. You against me.”
He huffed a breath. “You want to race me?”
“Not particularly,” she said. “The Beast is made to instill teamwork. It’s very tricky to do alone, but I need to prove a point to you.”
He frowned. “What’s that?”
“That I am just as capable as you physically.” She could tell by his eyes that he didn’t believe her, but that was okay. He would soon.
“On three,” she said, her blood already starting to pump at the thought of the race. “Two. One.”
They both ran at the ten-foot wall. Cat remembered her first obstacle course in basic training. Then, it had only been a six-foot wall and she’d only made it over because she was taller than the average girl. Most of the recruits had been left behind that first day, until the directing staff had taken pity on them and shown them how to get over it.
Getting over a wall was more technique than brute force. It helped that Cat kept up her strength, both upper and lower, by working out religiously when she wasn’t on a mission—and sometimes even when she was, depending on what it was. Rock climbing was one of the things she loved to do, and it helped her keep up her strength more than most things.
She sprinted toward the wall. A step away, she leapt and placed her foot on the wall and kicked off as hard as she could, reaching for the top edge. Her fingers grazed the lip and she gripped it hard, pulling herself up.
Rhys already straddled the wall, watching her. He grinned. “This is gonna be fun.”
“Only if you like losing,” she said, and dropped down to the other side.
The other side was a misnomer, though. Two narrow planks, six feet apart and held up by chains, ran perpendicular to the wall. She dropped to the one in front of her, her arms out as it wobbled underneath her feet. After Rhys landed on his, he had to take a moment to steady himself against the wall.
She used that second to get ahead of him, walking quickly along the plank to the other side. Jumping off the end, she faced the under-and-over obstacle. She dropped and wiggled under a thick
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