Jason kept himself busy for the next few hours. He let out all his rage towards the punching bag in the gym. He kicked, punched, and even threw it. He just could not think of any other way to get Oscar to safety without him quitting the UOFC.
It would cost him a fortune to do that. He had to pay off Alpha Garsen, who didn’t want to lose any money, especially an investment he made for a long time.
[Elliot, I need your help. Can you train here on Oscar’s pad? It’s urgent.] He sent the chat immediately. He was full ofsweaty, had a throbbing headache, and was an emotional wreck. Jason could no longer think straight at the moment. He placed his phone back on the floor and continued to let off some steam.
He knew Elliot would come. He did not trust himself to travel on the crowded train track
