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out of my pocket, I see it’s Lewis. I expel a tired breath before answering. “Yeah.”
    “Tell me you made it out of there?”
    “Yeah,” I repeat, feeling too drained even for small talk. My body aches like a motherfucker from where that guy got a few shots in on my ribs.
    “Good. Fucking feds. I have no idea how they found the new location, that shit was under wraps.”
    I feel like telling him it could have been from any number of the thousands of college kids he lets in. Either way, Brooks and Davis were supposed to take care of this. How the hell am I supposed to get any information if this shit keeps getting busted up?
    “So tell me, who the hell was that chick you were chasing after tonight like a pussy?”
    I tense at his question, not liking that he saw me with Anna “No one, just someone I used to know.” My reply is casual, and his silence has suspicion rearing its ugly head. “Why?”
    “No reason, just curious. She doesn’t seem like your type. Don’t get me wrong, she’s a fine piece of ass, but in a classy, uptight sort of way.”
    “Watch it, Lewis,” I say in warning, making sure my threat is clear.
    “Hey, man, all right, chill out. I didn’t mean anything by it. I’m just surprised. You could’ve been getting pussy for the last few weeks, but you paid no attention to the bitches throwing themselves at you. Then that chick walks in and you fucking chase it.”
    I thought about it. I haven’t fucked in four years, and every goddamn offer made me want to fuck for the next four. But every time I considered it, soft brown eyes assaulted my memories and reminded me of the last pussy I had, the sweetest one that I’ve ever felt, and I couldn’t go through with it. So instead I came home and jacked off. But seeing Anna in her skin-tight jeans and snug, white tank top that showcased every one of her slim curves made me so goddamn hard that I was sure my dick would break off.
    “You killed it again tonight, man,” Lewis says, cutting into my perverted thoughts. “I think Ricketts is scared. He wants to postpone the fight a week longer than scheduled. I think he wants more time to train.”
    I grunt. “He can fucking train all he wants but he won’t win.”
    He can’t.
    “I think you’re gonna do it, Knight. No one has made it to the final since I came on, but no one like you has entered. Even Boss is impressed.”
    I falter at the mention of the name. He’s only said it twice before. I tread carefully, knowing this is what the agents need. “You gonna tell me who this boss guy is?”
    He chuckles. “Nope, but you’ll find out at the final, and I have no doubt you will make it to the end, my friend. I have to admit even I’m nervous, there’s a lot of money being put on the line by some pretty influential people.”
    “For me or against me?” I ask curiously.
    “Some of both, but you know I’ll be putting mine on you.”
    I push away the pang of guilt for lying to him. He’s a decent guy; he just needs to get his head screwed on right. I really thought he was going to after he got out. “How did you come into all of this anyway?” I ask easily, keeping my tone light. “I thought you were going on the straight and narrow?”
    “Yeah, well, I changed my mind. Boss is someone I know from a long time ago; I used to date his daughter. She’s a crazy bitch but her ol’ man is a big deal so when he offered me this job I took it. Who else is going to hire a convicted felon? This way I make a fuck-ton of money and I get endless pussy.”
    In a way I see his point. Making money and finding a decent job when you have a criminal record is probably next to impossible. I’m in the same boat, which is why I’m glad I’m making the money I am now. It’ll be enough to live off of until I have to find whatever shit job will take me after this is over. The whole thought leaves a bitter taste in my mouth.
    “Anyway, thought I would let you know, you now have ten days before the next