Nasira, Big Dog and Chickenhead were already on the basketball court.
‘Nice of you to join us,’ Nasira said. ‘Warm up, then come on in.’
Jay begrudgingly did a few laps around the court, threw in a few token stretches only when Nasira was looking, and then included himself in whatever they were doing—hopefully the cool stuff.
Nasira paired off Big and Chickenhead, then made Jay stand in one spot. Her fist moved slowly toward the side of his face. He saw it coming and, matching her speed, moved to avoid it.
‘Keep it minimal,’ she said.
He shifted his head and her fist went over his shoulder. Her other fist came in slowly, aiming for his stomach. Everything was at half-speed. Jay rolled his eyes and shifted his arm just enough to knock her arm off course. She kept moving it past his tor
