"Sadie!" Rickshaw called out from his office that was attached to the Weightlifting room. This adjacent office-like-room was split into a set of six groups of cubicles. This was where many of the Match Fighters handlers and managers worked for the g**g and the Match Fighter Association. Also known as MFA Branch #392.
A quiet female voice stammered shrilly from the back of the room. "Y-Yes, boss Rickshaw?"
"Get in my office. You are finally getting a Fighter to manage." Rickshaw replied gruffly turning to go back into his own glass walled office.
The entire room immediately went dead quiet. Sadie, a small woman sitting in a secluded back cubical of the room, got up from her chair and with her head down, headed towards the office. She didn’t even glance around at anyone as she walked. T
