Burn Loot
Outside, danger still lurked.
Alejandro, standing nearby, crossed his arms. “This is touching, really. But we need to move. The people who run this place are not going to let us walk out unchallenged.”
Tomiwa, ever alert, nodded. “We’ve made too much noise already. Someone will come looking.”
A scream rang out from deeper inside the club, followed by the unmistakable clatter of metal against concrete. The underground fight house was waking up to the fact that they had just lost one of their prized fighters—Luciana.
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