CHAPTER 26
CARMEN
She’d won! She made that blonde silicone bimbo eat mud. Sweet, sweet victory. Her muscles ached as never before, her back hurt because a foot had landed there, but still, Carmen had never felt better.
The crowd cheered her on as the microphone guy announced her victory. She almost forgot she was part of an underground fighting ring that preyed on women in dire circumstances.
It felt good to feel alive. And even better to win. Goatee directed her out of the arena, back up the stairs to her cage. That’s when it hit her she would have to go another round.
Crap. She should’ve thought that one through, but seeing that woman making a move on Sy had pushed her buttons. Speaking of which, where was he?
“Good game.” Goatee sounded impressed. She couldn’t help but preen at hi
