Chapter 47

JASMINE

On Saturday, I was surprised to find that Tyler was in my sparring group after lunch. “What are you doing here?” I asked.

“I wanted to see what’s going on with Charlie in person,” he replied. “After what you told me, I signed up for his sparring class.”

“Trust me, it’s better that you just don’t worry about it,” I said, regretting telling Tyler anything.

“I’ll judge for myself,” he replied, stretching before we started the sparring session. I stretched with him until Charlie arrived, getting in late after lunch as usual. He walked around, leering at all the women, which I’d now come to realize was a part of his normal routine.

Charlie stopped in front of Tyler and me and asked, “Is that the kind of people you associate with, Dale?”

“Excuse me?” I asked in response. He just turned away.

“One-mile warm-up run!” he yelled to the group. Tyler and I kept pace with each other as we ran. I had to admit, it was nice having someone I was friendly with in my training group for onc