On the other hand, maybe Rachel was right. If this could make me more passionate in my arguments against Logan, then it was for the best for me to see it through, no matter how painful it would be to watch.“There are a lot of fights, it could go on for hours,” Rachel said.Megan lifted her arm at o
“I could ask you the same question,” I replied.Dylan might have been one of the more unconventional members of his class, but he still belonged to high society. I would have never expected him to frequent a place this seedy.“The owner of this gym is a client of mine,” Dylan said. “I swing by here
Two new boxers enter the ring. An announcer calls their fake names big and brightly. The onlookers mill around at once, exchanging money, making bets.“His grandfather wouldn’t approve of him being a boxer, even you said that,” I pointed out. “Why would his grandfather pressure him to do this?”“He
Pushing past Dylan, I ran down the metal stairs and pushed my way through the crowd, desperate to get to Logan before the fight began. My sudden appearance and rush seemed to catch the men in the crowd off-guard and when stepped out of my way before likely even realizing who I was or what I was doin
Logan lifted his fist and touched his glove to Rhino’s.“Sorry, mate,” Rhino said, voice gruff.“For what?” Logan asked.Rhino seemed actually apologetic. “For what I’m about to do to you.”“Separate covers,” the referee said.Logan’s heart raced as he did as ordered, returning to his corner. He had
Logan awoke to the sound of gentle but steady beeping. Blinking, he opened his eyes and gazed up at a tiled drop ceiling. A long fluorescent light seemed to be directly over him and he groaned at the onslaught of brightness.“You’re a fucking idiot,” Dylan said.Logan turned his head toward the soun
“You gambling again?”“Nothing major,” Dylan said.Logan rubbed his forehead. “I imagine Hazel is upset.”“Upset is an understatement,” Dylan said. “Pissed and worried as all hell is more apt. Frankly, I’m pissed too. I get wanting to keep Hazel in the dark, but why not tell me? You had to know you
“You left,” Dylan said through the phone later, when I sat at home crying and Logan was still in the hospital.“I’m sorry…”Dylan listened quietly for a moment. Then he said, “How much did you hear?”“Enough,” I sniffled.“What are you going to do?” he asked.“Nothing yet.”“’Yet’ implies you plan o
“I’ve been in this game for too long,” Senior said. “When I first got the news, I could only think about my legacy. I became obsessed with it. I’m not like you, Walter. I didn’t think about my family, or anyone else. Only myself.” “It’s hard to teach an old dog new tricks,” Mr. Hudgens said. He la
“Janice,” Senior said. All smug arrogance disappeared from his voice. “What are you doing here?” “At first I didn’t think I would come,” Janice replied. “After all these years… I didn’t want to see your face ever again for as long as I lived. Better to leave well enough alone. But… after hearing e
I glanced down at my pink blouse and gray slacks. What was so wrong with my outfits? I dressed professionally… mostly. He really thought I needed supervision to pick out an outfit.Looking at Logan, I saw my own disbelief mirrored back at me. This was absolutely ridiculous.“Is that it?” Walter aske
In front of the partition screen, a large table had been assembled, with rows of chairs on either side, facing each other. We took our side, and Senior and his team of lawyers took theirs. There were so many lawyers that many of them had to stand.Senior sat across from Logan, though his glare of di
“He might surprise us,” Dylan said, a shred of hope in his voice, under a healthy level of cynicism.“Don’t hold your breath,” Frank replied.“The problem is we don’t know fully what to expect,” Mabel said. “Well – other than Senior being a crotchety asshole who will try to cheat us at every turn. W
“It’s time to talk to Logan and Hazel and stop this whole thing,” Dylan said. “You are outnumbered and outmatched, with so many people ready to stand against you.”Opening the top of the folder, Senior glared down at the stack of papers in the stack. “Disgruntled former employees. Fake friends. Fami
“We were just hoping to talk to her,” I said.The man’s brow lifted slightly. “Are you selling something? Wait -- why do you look familiar?” Narrowing his eyes, he gazed at us with suspicion. Then, suddenly, recognition must have struck him because his eyes widened. “You’re those people from the new
Despite the general unpleasantness of the conversation with the mayor and the governor, they eventually agreed to let us go. They had no real reason to hold us, and Logan saw through their veiled threats easily enough.In fact, he even seemed to make them feel to make them feel like unsupportive fri
That day, we changed our minds and decided to release six interviews to the website, with Michael Hatfield’s being the final. Overnight, the story gained so much national traction that the sheriff and two security men show up at our door.“Logan Hatfield? Hazel Whitaker? The mayor wants to speak wit