#Chapter62

Training

Ryan

After the antics at my house, Dad wanted us to control our anger and put it to beneficial use. So, he made a call. Someone dragged me out of bed at four am on a Saturday.

“Get moving,” a guy ordered.

I walked out in a pair of sweats and nothing else. I walked down the stairs to meet Hunter.

He handed me shoes and a coat. “Throw this on and follow me.”

I pulled on the hoodie and sneakers, following him out of the house towards a car. I climbed in and noticed Uncle Elliot.

“Hello, Ryan.”

“Uncle Elliot.”

Hunter climbed in, and Elliot ordered him...