[ Nate Wallace—The Reaper’s Rise ]

He exhaled, rubbing the back of his neck. So much for a peaceful return to normal training.

Victor leaned against the ring ropes, arms crossed. "You gonna tell me what's up, or do I gotta beat it outta you?"

Jack glanced up at him, then at Ruby and Lena, who had stopped sipping their smoothies and were now watching him closely.

Jack sighed, flipping his phone around so Victor could read the message.

Victor squinted at the screen, then let out a low whistle. "Shit. That ain't just some random nobody talkin'."

Lena frowned. "Who is it?"

Victor looked at Jack. "You wanna tell them, or should I?"

Jack locked his phone and stood up, rolling his shoulders. "If it's who I think it is, then we've got a real problem."

Ruby raised an eyebrow. "You're being dramatic. Just say it already."

Jack exhaled. "It's Nate 'The Reaper' Wallace."