Thorn sat in the empty locker room, waiting for him to be called to the ring. Dallas snuck in and sat beside him on the bench as he wrapped his hands with sports tape. “I took care of everything. Once the fight is over, the media will be on Slone and Alex like a tornado.”

“Dallas, you’re doing the right thing.”

“I’m sorry, Thorn. I just wanted a child of my own.”

“So, taking mine was the answer?”

“No. I see that now. Slone had me convinced Caly was a bad person. I knew better. Caly’s never done anything bad to anyone since I’ve known her.”

“What about the police?”...