“Five?”Ari said with a shrug of her shoulders.
“Five years old?’’Sergi asked with disbelief on his face.
Both girls nodded.
Sheba motioned to Ari.“Let’s show off a little, Cousin.”
“My pleasure, Cousin.”Ari grinned at her.
They both stood.
“We’re glad you have a clear area over here,” Sheba noted as they headed to the far side of the room.“Wouldn't want to break anything in here, ya know?”
Both women got into stances.They then gave each other a quick bow.
The action began as they sparred.Kicks.Punches.Roundhouse kicks while missing each other on purpose.They flipped each other in Judo.Chopped in Karate and slap batted in Kung fu.Then they launched into boxing.Fast, relentless and formidable.Suddenly stopping, they stepped back and faced each other to bow again.
Not even breathing hard or showing a drop of sweat, the two hit-girls turned to face the table.
“And if you had an hour, we could show you our specialties.Knives and throwing stars at 99.9 Percent accuracy.Bow and arrow skills at 100 percentile accuracy.Sniper distance at about 200 to 300 feet, depending on the rifle.”
Ari nodded.“We could list all the firing weapons we are skilled with too.”
“Yes, but you do not have another hour to hear that list.”Sheba smiled at them.
“We can stealth like ghosts, never to be seen,” Ari said.
Sheba nodded.“We can render a victim unconscious with brachial stuns to the neck.We can even fight in the dark or blindfolded.”
Sergi raised his hand and smirked at them.“We see.We see.”
Chapter Eight
Just at the end of Sergi’s story, James exclaimed from his laptop area, “Bingo!”
They all looked overat his desk and they saw another car leaving the King Hotel’s parking lot.
