272 A despicable genius

Ben grappled against a blue belt opponent in the Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu class, as the teacher Valentina watched on from the side, with her face twisting in horror…

She got her first sample, of some Soul Cranking action.

Lying on top of his opponent, Ben looked at him. "Hey man, you interesting in a side-hustle? To make a few bucks?"

The blue belt squinted at him, since it was a bizarre time to discuss work. "Sorry, I can't. I have a full-time job."

Ben sighed. "Tch, that's too bad. You seemed like the type of guy I could pay 50 bucks to kill Rihanna."

…

The opponent's eyes shook. "Wha—"

Before he got a chance to recover though, Ben had already improved his position and started to attack with submissions. Meanwhile, not far from them, having heard that exchange, Valentina scowled.