Daniel POV
The air inside the underground fight club was thick with the smell of old sweat, copper blood, and cheap cigarettes. This wasn't the polished world of the Connors. This was a basement where the only thing that mattered was how hard you could hit and how much pain you could swallow.
"I am up first," Zeke said, cracking his neck. He looked bored, like he was about to do chores instead of a cage match. "I need to get this frustration out before I go back to Alicia. She is still not answering my texts."
Zeke stepped into the ring. His opponent was a mountain of a man….twice Zeke’s size and covered in tattoos. The guy laughed when he saw Zeke.
Bad move.
The bell rang, and Zeke moved like a snake. He didn't waste power. He waited for the giant to swing, slipped under the punch, a
