Chapter 2-3

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DEREK BOUNDED DOWN the front stairs like a man with the devil on his heels. Warren jumped out of the way just in time to prevent becoming a hood ornament. “Nice to meet you in person, Derek.” Warren held his fist out for a bump. Derek answered and they completed the intricate greeting of men ending with a double back slap. “I can't believe you got tickets. Even Uncle Carlos couldn't manage that.” Warren smiled. When the head of security at Barclay's was pack, the impossible became quite possible. As they drove to Barclay's, Derek rambled about his favorite takedowns and memorable events in UFC history. The boy had good taste. Submissions like Toby Imada's reverse triangle choke and Gina Carano's signature superman punch are what kept him coming back to the octagon. Derek was a lanky

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