Re/max Champions Novels & Stories

Rex paced the small, empty room as I put on a new pair of pants. “We would ask for a rematch, and this time, you’ll win,” he said. “No. It’s over—they’ve won.” I said, walking past him to the door, but a hand on my chest stopped me. “We’ve never lost before and we won’t start now. We won’t let those fools think they are better than us, and so there will be a rematch.” “Then I won’t be your champion, Rex. You’ll have to find someone else.” “I’m not asking you, Wraith. I’m ordering you.”