Chapter fifty-seven (II)

Almighty Mike:

"You're back early." I grumbled the moment Fuhad strode into my training session. I was trying to distract myself, the last thing I wanted was Fuhad ruining that for me. 

"I'm guessing you're not happy about that." Fuhad chuckled all the way to where I stood in my breifs and perspiration. I didn't bother with a reply as I knew the question was rhetorical. 

"Bisi is safe, I got Richard to her." He went on to inform in a serious tone as he held the punching bag I was working on in place. 

"Good. Now get lost." 

"No thank you? No appreciation at all?" 

"No man, this is a deal. You have fulfilled your end of it and in order to fulfill mine, you have got to stop trying to taunt me and gather the boys at the arena." His jaw ticked slightly when I was done talking, but he quickly covered it up with a smile and a curt nod. 

"You know what else I think you should help the girl with?" I knew what Fuh