“Usually people who take a leave from the club don’t hang out here during their off-time,” Tyler’s voice boomed in the big room.
Dalton grinned as he caught sight of Drew and Tyler in the boxing ring that sat on Heaven Hill property. It’d been around for as long as he could remember. He and Drew had spent time as teenagers in this very ring with Tyler. They’d come full circle, he figured.
“Yeah.” Dalton took his cut off and started suiting up in gloves, tape, and a mouthpiece. “But sometimes you have a need to beat the shit out of someone else. Here I can do it without that pesky assault charge.”
Drew hopped up on his feet, wearing a tank top and basketball shorts. “We haven’t been in the ring together for a long time. I can’t wait.” He hopped from one foot to the other. “When I beat your ass, you can tell me what’s wrong with you and my sister.”