>>18760550>>18761061Colby Jefferson has arrived back at the Divine Mansion in the evening after doing all of the things she'd meant to do around Spaghetti Town that day, when she sees a text message from Carmody come in. Her eyebrows raise, and she sighs deeply.
Miss USA.
That victory over her had bought them, what, a week or two of safety, perhaps?
It was starting to look like this wasn't going to get settled in the ring.
Fine.
It'd get settled nonetheless.
No flimsy blue day dress for a light breakfast with Amy today. Colby has got on her tactical pants. Her weapons are in her pockets. She pulls out her phone and dashes off a quick "Thanks, we'll handle it" to Carmody, then pulls up another message.
Group Text to Amy Flame, Priscilla Divine, and Gustavo:
>Miss USA attacked Nikki Kade at the Night Villa, kidnapped her, and dragged her into the forest. She had handcuffs and a noose. She was talking about hanging her. >Meet me out in the driveway right away.>I'm bringing weapons.Walking out to the car, she thinks about the beating she'd unleashed on Lightning Nika by the pool. She hated to admit it, but she'd relished that power, the ability to unleash violence with impunity on someone she truly despised. To this point, she had been focused on defeating Miss USA in the wrestling arena, and social arenas. Make it clear publically that she was outclassed and defeated, and she would be a spent force.
Evidently not.
Maybe it was time to handle this the other way.
