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Chapter 8

He was a scrapper, that I’ll allow, but he was no match for me. I landed punches until he dropped to the ground, and I then pulled him to his feet and drove my fist hard to his middle. I heard the last of his heat escape on a desperate breath as he once again hit the ground.

I allowed a couple minutes to regain my own self as well as decide my next move which turned out to be getting him up and dragging him to my hotel room. He fell twice going up the stairs and each time I kicked his butt. He gave no fight, nor did he speak. Our brief journey was mostly grunts and my telling him to keep moving.