As Cole continued to fight and win, his reputation grew. He was no longer just another kid trying to survive in juvie—he was a force to be reckoned with. The underground fights had earned him respect, and with that respect came new opportunities.
One evening, as Cole returned to his cell after another win, Jayden approached him with a strange look in his eyes.
"You've got an invitation," Jayden said, his voice low and serious.
Cole frowned, glancing at him. "What kind of invitation?"
Jayden grinned, holding up a small, folded piece of paper. "The kind that could change everything."
Cole hesitated, his mind racing. He had been expecting something like this for a while now—an offer, a deal, something that would push him even further into the underground world he had become a part of. But there was something about the way Jayden was acting that set him on edge.
"What's the catch?" Cole asked, his voice cautious.
Jayden chuckled, shaking his head. "No catch. Just an opportunity. They want to see what you can really do, Matthews. You've proven yourself in the ring, but this… this is bigger."
Cole unfolded the paper, his eyes scanning the message. It was short, simple, and to the point.
**"Meet us in the backroom tomorrow night. We have a proposition for you."**
Cole's stomach churned with anticipation. He had been walking a fine line ever since he had joined the underground fights, and now, it seemed, that line was about to get even thinner.
"What's this about?" Cole asked, his voice low.
Jayden's grin widened. "You'll see."
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