Socket 2 - The Training Of Socket Greeny - Plot & Excerpts
Buddhist proverb Weapons are forged in fire. The hotter the flame, the sharper the edge. Pon * * * * * Killing Mother The narrow alley was filled with cups and newspapers, empty cans and bottles. It was sandwiched between two-story buildings with grimy windows glowing with yellowish light. One window was open on the second story where curtains occasionally waved from an oscillating fan while I hid behind the lone dumpster. I should’ve finished this mission by now. Get to the window and save the victim, that’s all it was. I was good at that. But nothing was that simple. Not anymore. I was through the window on my first attempt and saw my mother tied to a chair with a faceless enemy behind her. I hesitated, only 0.04 of a second, plenty of time to watch him drag the sharp edge of his hand over her throat. You lose, Socket. Try again. Control your emotions, Pon always preached. Action must be decisive and pure. Never hesitate. Pon, the mentor of all mentors. With him, there’s always a lesson.
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