" She's here "Conrad's voice rang out behind me. I snarled at the punching bag , and threw it a few more hits. The thud of my fist hitting the leather echoed around the cellar. People would think I would have a state of the art gym , air conditioning and all the fancy equipment. But I much prefer it down here in the dark and damp open space. Old school equipment that had seen better days. This was me , the fancy rooms upstairs were all just a mask , a disguise and fake. I glanced across at the cot that was in the corner , and shook my head in disgust. I even found that horrid lumpy small thing comfier than the luxurious bed that was upstairs , and found myself asleep many nights down here. Because it was who I was behind all of the pretenses.
Turning around , he stood at the dark entranc
