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My brother, Lincoln, his wife, Brinkley, and River had all met me at the gym today so we could come up with a plan. After a lot of thought, I’d made my decision to take the fight. At the end of the day, it was an opportunity that I couldn’t pass up. I’d need someone to negotiate the terms on my behalf and I was thankful that River was an attorney. This wasn’t the first time his career choice had come in handy for our group of friends.
But everything about this fight was different.
My past fights weren’t for big payouts, or purses in boxer lingo. Hell, this fight probably shouldn’t be because I hadn’t fought in a few years. But Leo was a big name in the boxing world, and for whatever fucked-up reason, he’d pulled me into this three-ring circus.
River would handle the contract for me, and Brinkley would break the story, as her magazine had agreed to let her interviewme. She’d break the news this week and publish her interview with me next month.
This was all really happening.
I still couldn’t wrap my head around it.
“You sure you want to do this?” Lincoln asked. “This is your last chance to back out.”
“I don’t want to be in the middle of this shit show, but I don’t see a way out. I’m happy to fight; I would just prefer to fight someone who didn’t want the whole world watching.”
Lincoln smirked. “You’re already in it, brother. I see your face on my screen every time I look at my phone now. This guy is not going away. I don’t give a shit about any of the media stuff; I just need to know that you won’t get hurt.”
“I start training full time this week. I’ve got a long way to go before I step into that ring.”
“We’re asking for the fight to be in May. It’ll give him three solid months to prepare. Leo is so desperate to fight Romeo that I think we can call the shots. I’m also increasing the terms. I’m asking for a million dollars for showing up. Three million if you beat the fucker. I meet with their legal team in an hour, so we should know by the end of the day if this is happening,” River said. I’d intentionally picked early May because I knew that I’d need that long if I wanted to be in top shape. It would mean long days in the gym and grueling workouts. No booze. No partying. A strict diet. The whole nine yards. If I was doing this, I was going all in.
Lincoln would also be in his off-season, and he wanted to be ringside with me. It was important to him that he be there, and it was important to me to have him in my corner.
“You think they’ll go for that?” I asked.
“I think they’d do just about anything to get you in the ring at this point. I’ll negotiate the contract and make sure it works in your favor, or we walk,” he said.
I still couldn’t wrap my head around that kind of money. I was a no-name a few weeks ago, but Leo had put my name in the media, and now it was all anyone was talking about.
“I’ll make the announcement as soon as they accept the terms,” Brinkley said. “And I’ll fly back here next week to shadow you on your workouts and ask you all the burning questions everyone wants to know.”
Lincoln barked out a laugh as he elbowed me. “He’ll love that.”
“Well, he loves me, so he’ll deal with it. We need to show the world who Romeo is. They’re going to fall in love with you, just like we did.”
“Easy now.” River quirked a brow. “That’s a bit much. I tolerate him at best.”
“Yeah, Romeo might need to lose a little of that broody-asshole attitude.” Lincoln smirked at me.
“Takes one to know one,” Brinkley said as she leaned over and kissed my brother’s cheek before turning her attention back to me. “You’re fine. Be yourself. When people try to put on a show, it doesn’t work. Leo looks like an asshole, so it won’t be hard to be the good guy.”
“I don’t give a shit about being the good guy. I just want to shut this guy up, put my head down, and do the work, then get in the ring and go the distance. And if I can avoid getting my head smashed in, that would be even better.”
“You’ve got this. And we’ll all be right there supporting you, all right?” my brother said.
I nodded. Was I actually agreeing to this? To putting my life under a microscope for the next three months? I hadn’t told my mother, my grandmother, or my sister that I’d made my decision yet. They were all against it, and this wouldn’t go over well. I was waiting to see if Leo’s camp would accept the terms first, to get everyone on the same page before I sat down to talk to them.
“I know it.” I clapped Lincoln on the shoulder and hugged them both goodbye. They were heading back to Cottonwood Cove, and I was happy they’d come to talk through all of this with me.
After they left and River went back to his office to make the call, I spent the next few hours watching films of Leo’s most recent fights. I took notes on his right hook and the way that he was consistently tired by round eight on the rare fights where he hadn’t knocked his opponents out early on. My first step would be not going down in the first three rounds, which was what happened in most of his fights. The longer I stayed on my feet, the better. The fight would be twelve rounds, three minutes each round. Thirty-six minutes of suffering if I could go the distance. Leo could take a hit. The dude wasn’t as fast as me, but he was built like a tank, and he could weather a good beating. I had stamina on my side, and if I trained right, I could go twelve rounds in a fight—but I’d never fought anyone of Leo’s caliber or strength.
I had a lot of training to do, and I’d be preparing for the fight of my life. Once River negotiated terms with Leo’s team, they’d speak to the promoters about the location, the date, and the details.
The negotiations could go on for hours or even days. I found it hard to believe they’d agree to what River was asking for, considering I hadn’t fought in a few years. Most people would guess I’d go down in round one, which wouldn’t make for a good show. But maybe no one cared about the show.
After all, it was the Leo show when he fought.
No one knew much about me other than I’d fought one professional fight, my father had collapsed ringside at my second fight, and I’d walked away from the sport.
