The Secrets of Dragons

“The final round of fighters will be entering the stage in five minutes! Place your bets at the booth, grab a drink, and settle in. This should be the highlight of the night.” Rosemary Sloan. Jason Sloan. Mulberry Street. Brookline. I rolled my shoulders trying to relieve some of the tension, allowing the adrenaline to run its course. I had this in the bag. The impending fight isn’t what had me on edge tonight. It was the conversation that would be held afterwards. I cracked my neck as I adjusted the tape encasing my hands, feeling the eyes of my boss’s henchman staring me down. Dominik Black was an intimidating man. Not that he really scared me all that much. The things he could do did, though. He was a powerful man of persuasion and had an uncanny ability to sway about anyone to do anything. Which was why I was in the position I was now in. I ripped the roll of tape away from my bandages with my teeth

The early afternoon was uneventful due to my annoying roommate. Not that he, personally, was an annoyance, but just that his ever-looming presence hindered any attempt I tried to make to wire our shared space with cameras. Not one person could be too careful, especially in the world that I had come to know. Everyone posed a risk. Everyone was in some sort of danger from someone else. I would rather keep myself at the top of the food chain rather than the bottom. From where I stood, Giovanni’s life, and my own would be simple here. That did not mean I wanted to take any chances. I stood by the sink of the kitchen, filling my water bottle from the spicket while Ryker followed me with his eyes. I could physically feel his stare boring into my head, and for an odd reason, it didn’t bother me. I was used to living alone, so this experience would be new to the both of us, I presumed. But after the initial shock, the God himself seemed little bothered by me being h