Betty was still deep in thought when the other fighters headed back to the waiting room. She looked at the lifeless body of her opponent for a few more moments before she followed them. But before she could reach the door, Mr. von Kleist called her. She turned around and walked to the platform. Mr. von Kleist motioned for her to join him and his companion. The other spectators had already left for the cigar lounge, where they would discuss the fights for hours.
‘Betty, I want you to meet Margaret. She used to be one of my fighters. Now I use her to coach promising fighters like you.’
Betty extended her hand. The blonde took her hand with a smile on her face. Her grip was stronger than Betty expected.
‘I am pleased to make your acquaintance, Betty. You were impressive tonight. But you ha
