Jessica grabbed Manuel’s arm with her right hand and twisted. His scream of pain almost drowned out the sound of his bones breaking. She punched her left hand into his right side. His whimper was inaudible over the sound of snapping ribs. He collapsed at her feet, making it easy for her to deliver two swift kids to his stomach. She jumped back as he vomited.
“Jessica,” I whispered. She turned to me, fury in her eyes. I bowed, looking only at the ground. I listened for the sound of a charge.