“Like I said, I have an opportunity for you. My brother owns a gym and they train some of the top MMA competitors in the world.” My back stiffened and my grip on my beer bottle tightened. “I saw what you could do when we were on the inside,” he continued. “You don’t just have skills, you have instincts. With the right trainer behind you, you could compete against the best. Fuck, you could crush the best.” I ground out the words. “You want me to be a fighter?” “My friend, you are a fighter. Some people are good because they have training and skill. But guys like you? They’re born with it.
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