Chapter 9

Chris’s POV

The taxi pulled up to the building and I stepped out onto the cracked city sidewalk.

The early spring air was crisp and carried the scent of exhaust fumes from the idling cars lining the street. I pulled my jacket tighter as I stared up at the old brick facade.

This was the place Jake had told me about, where the boxing event was being held. I pulled my jacket tighter as I stared up at the old brick facade.

My heart was pounding in anticipation. This felt like a make-or-break moment.

I pulled out my phone and called Jake's number. It rang a few times before he picked up.

"Hey Chris, you there yet?" His voice was hushed, but I could make out the dull roar of a crowd in the background.

"Yeah, just arrived. This is the place, right?" I replied, suddenly feeling unsure of myself.

"Absolutely man, you're in the right spot. Head inside and make your way to the press room. I'll meet you there shortly to get you al