After changing back into my clothes, I collected my share of the money that was betted on me. Picking up my duffle bag, I make my way to the door.
"You fought well," Mr. Reid spoke, smoking his tobacco. But I only nodded at him in acknowledgment.
"I'll contact you for your next match," He let out, before strolling away.
"You were great out there," Blake said as he neared me.
"Thanks, but you do know I was born for this, right? This was what I was trained for. The fights, dealings, gun shipments, trafficking. You name it, I'm a mafia princess, so don't be surprised."
"How could I forget? Your one special little thing," He smirked, "Now let's get out of here, so we can celebrate your success."
"I thought you'd never say,"
