To Nathan Hunt, honesty is anything but the best policy. Telling the truth has earned him nothing but heartache and pain, so lying about who he is and what he wants seems to be the only path to job security and friends. Hell, it even brings him a hollow kind of happiness.<br><br>Except that's not much of a life for anyone. Desperate to cure his self-made misery, Nathan agrees to go along with a con that will score enough cash for Nathan to start over. There's just one problem: lying is getting harder by the day. And a con who can't lie, is a con who gets caught.<br><br>Nathan's attempts to distract himself from his moral quandary lead him to a mysterious, intoxicating man named Fury, a mixed martial arts fighter who knows a thing or two about lies and pasts better left dead and buried. Together, they undertake a journey that proves honesty is more dangerous and more difficult than either of them could have imagined. And as they combat addiction, thugs, guns, and inner demons, Nathan and Fury can only hope that their battle to be together is worth the bitter fight.

Fight

The makeshift fighting ring absorbed Fury, ushering him to the center of the circle. The pack divided smoothly into fighters, spectators, and bookies. Nathan got caught up in the press of bodies. It was all elbows, shoulders, boots, bad cologne, and smoke, and Nathan didn’t even get a chance to see Fury’s opponent before Fury swung and connected a fist to the other guy’s flank. Nathan flinched at the slap-thudof impact, and he got knocked to one side by a pointy elbow.


Shoving, pushing, and Nathan was reminded of a mosh pit, only with more guns and knives. A cigarette came close enough to Nathan’s cheek that it almost burned him. He got slammed into another man and yanked left and right as everyone moved en masse to follow the fighters. Nathan tried to go with the flow, but it seemed like all directions went against the grain.


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