How did I get into boxing? Hell, I didn't want to. I didn't plan it. But life wasn't kind to me, so I took every opportunity. A couple years ago, I was working part-time with a Coastview runner. What a team we were! Her brains and my fists, and we never skimped on the work. We did it all, and the brokers fucking loved us. Until we crossed the wrong guy. The client wanted something from someone who was under the protection of the Animals. Like, "there will be consequences." The broker texted us and disappeared. Just vanished. Then some bouncers showed up, big dudes asking who the brains were. I couldn't let the runner girl get hit and get turned into a mess, so I volunteered. Turns out if you win the fight, you get to start punching for the Animals. Quite a tempting offer for someone like me. How did it end for the runner girl? Well, she always said she wanted to live on a Greek island somewhere... I hope she stayed there. At least I hope she had a chance to try.