“ (Finn) My target was a guy called Brick. His real name was Brian. He was a well trained fighter who had traveled the world. He worked open ground and underground. Walking the best of both worlds, Brian was not known for losing fights. They called him Brick because his hands were so damn big that when he made a fist, his knuckles and fingers squared up and it looked like a brick. Simple as that. There was a huge crowd at the fight. Fiore had tons of security there, making sure Zander or his ...crew weren’t going to try and make an attack. I couldn’t get involved in any of the background noise. I had a fight to win. I stood in an empty room and finished taping up my hands. I made fists then stretched my fingers. I threw a few punches to the air, trying to get my body to loosen up. I then stood there and stared at a wall. It was my pre-fight trick to swipe my mind clean. Nothing mattered but winning this fight. Fiore had made his warning very clear. If I didn’t win, I was fucked.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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