CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Less than a week later, Dax gave him the nod. This was it. They were going to raise the money Rafe wanted. In one night. Blaser provided the venue, meaning he got the largest cut of the door money. The fighters got their money from the bookies who made a fortune from the audience coming to watch the show.
The type of men who frequented Risqué on a daily basis were very different to the men there that night. The place was filled with money and muscle, each of which was easily differentiated from the other.
Blaser had nothing against his usual patrons, they were mostly mid-level types ranging from working to middle-class. Men who liked to blow off some steam with a drink and a good view.
The spectators of a fight liked to bet big. Those guys dressed well, drank expensiv
