Bad Girls

It was a quiet summer night, and the streets appeared to be calm, but violence pierced the sky. Highabove ground, combing the rooftops for potential threats, stood a defending champion!My name is Frankie Patrice Marie Williams. Fifteen years ago, I was adopted and showered withlove by the Ping family. It was a family that treasured values and tradition that trickled down fromgeneration to generation. I was given a gift, something far more treacherous and priceless than diamondsand pearl: the art of Tai Chi! I was trained into a fi erce warrior.Some say its a blessing; others say its a curse.But I say differently. Im a bad bitch, without a choice! I dont rehearse or prepare. They have takenmy soul mate and threatened my unborn child. For that, there will be a third coming! But it will notbe Christ or Frankie Patrice Marie Williams! It will be