All getting sick of it. I’m going to kick your ass! Victor howled as he hopped from one foot to the other like a boxer. Rapp didn’t say a word. He moved to the middle of the mat and motioned for Victor to join him. Victor started whooping and hollering as he danced circles around Rapp. He was throwing shadow punches and explaining in detail what he was going to do to Rapp, when suddenly one of the instructors reappeared in the doorway. What in hell are you ladies doing? Victor fell silent, but it was too late. That’s it, you dumb-asses. If you’ve got enough energy to fight then you’ve got enough energy to run. You’ve got sixty seconds to muster