Grizz
I face the silverback who instigated the fight that led to my black out.
“You gonna fight for yourself tonight? Not get a bunch of p*****s to do your dirty work?”
The gorilla’s lips peel back, showing flat, yellowed teeth. “You’re gonna bleed, Grizzly.”
“All right. No monkey business.”
The gorilla roars at me, but the crowd laughs. They don’t like me, but they like my attitude.
“Go Grizz.” Amid the jeers, a single voice cheers me on. “You can do it.”
Jordy. I’d pick her out of any crowd. There may as well be no one else here but us.
I tug off my leather jacket and wrap it to hide the flask. I hand it carefully to Parker. “Guard that.”
He nods. He knows I carry a flask, but has no idea what it contains. No one does.
I face the gorilla, shaking out my shoulders. I don’t need
