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"You serious?" my spotter says.
"Yeah, I'm f*****g serious, Wade."
Wade keeps me pinned down for now. "But it could kill him—"
"This time of morning, lifting this kind of weight without a spot. You take your chances," Jacobsen says.
"I don't know, man," the Italian-American says. "I thought we were gonna f**k him up a little, that's all—"
"Here, I'll f*****g do it," Jacobsen says, driving another fist into my guts.
All this time I'm fighting Wade. I drive up an inch, he pushes the bar back down.
As Jacobsen takes over, I manage to force the bar off my chest a few centimetres. I kick out at the guy holding my knees.
"Pin him down," Jacobsen says to Wade, forcing the bar higher towards my throat.
Wade grabs hold of my torso and pins it tight to the bench. Now all I've got to wor
