Righteous Fury

The sparring room was well illuminated and the walls were made of bulletproof glass two-way mirrors.

Richard was granted freedom to move around, in his new prison room. He knew that there was no escaping, as he scrutinized the nicely structured room. He moved around flexing his muscles and wrist for imminent combat. He had a feeling that Leon was around and would face him at any moment. So, stretching and twisting his neck from side to side, he waited patiently. Aside from Leon's earlier punch on his face, he hadn't been roughed up, in any way.

Locked up in this room alone, had given him enough time to think about so many things. He didn't need a soothsayer to tell him that Ella would hate him for life. Although, he wished he had accomplished his mission on her. In that way, her grievance would be justified. But now, he was her enemy deprived of his pound of flesh.