Chapter 24
New Year, Same Old Antics
After classes, we all met at the training facility. I needed to burn off some energy, especially after I saw that paper again. We were all working out hard, with everyone brushing up on their techniques. I worked out on the bag with Ryan, holding it as Frazier and Jordan were sparring with us.
“So, you do not understand how he got it,” Frazier asked.
“None,” I replied. I landed a kick in the bag, making Ryan move.
“Did you call your parents?” Jordan asked.
I threw a punch. “Yes, but they do not understand what I’m talking about since there was one copy.”
“Hey, watch it,” Frazier yelled at Jordan, who almost hit his face.
“Sorry, something distracted me,” Jordan said.
“Gloves, not the face, this is the moneymaker,” Frazier commented.
“What mone
