Leo was up on a brighter note that Saturday morning. He admired himself in the mirror and wiped his face with an arrogant steeze. The fact that he won his fight helped his contoured face straighten up overnight.
Boxers and their face injuries after every single fight. It had become something Leo had gotten used to, but he beat Graham. Graham was out of the contest with his loud mouth.
Leo also had big plans for Marilyn that day. It's one of the reasons he woke up happy.
''Are you ready?'' He asked Ruger over the phone.
''Knock when you are on your way out,'' Ruger replied and hung up abruptly.
Leo finally had some time to look at his phone that he had kept away for three days plus.
''What? Marilyn,'' he yelped when he saw the number of times she had called him when he was not ar
