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King spoke slow but firm. âThe nerves are because youâre desperate for the result. You need to succeed at this because itâs your pride, your ego, everything youâve promised your family youâd do. If you give it your all and itâs not good enough youâll consider yourself a complete failure. Thatâs where your anxiety is coming from. Itâs your bodyâs built-in excuse. âIf we shut him down before he even has the chance to compete fairly, then heâll never have to deal with the possibility that he just wasnât good enough.ââ
Danny stared at the floor, blinked. âFuck.â
King didnât respond.
Danny said, âSo whatâs the solution?â
âTo not care about the result.â
âI canât do that. If this doesnât workâŠâ
âThatâs exactly it,â King said. âIt wonât work if you need it to work. The more you want something, the less likely you are to get it. Next time you go to hard sparring, I want you to tell yourself, âI donât give a shit.â And I want you to believe it. For once I want you to genuinely not care whether you have a good session or not. Make it a game, with zero stakes, but promise to give the game your full effort. Work as hard as you can but tell yourself over and over again, âI donât care where this gets me.â Watch what happens.â
Danny wiped sweat off his face, furrowed his brow. Then he looked up. âWho are you, man?â
King climbed to his feet. âJust a guy whoâs figured some stuff out. Thatâs all.â
He started to walk away.
Danny called out. âJasonâŠâ
King turned.
The young man was frozen, his mouth a hard line, like there was something he was burning to say. Then King saw his brain switch gears, witnessed the shift behind his eyes.
Danny said, âThank you, man. IâŠnever really talked to anyone about this stuff.â
King said, âYou can always talk to me.â
âHow long are you in town for?â
King hesitated. âThat depends. A couple of days, at least. You got anything else you want to talk to me about, you tell me.â
He walked off the mats.
29
Alexis quickly discovered what it was like to poke the hornetâs nest.
âHereâs whatâs going to happen,â Heidi said, leaning forward, lowering her voice. âWhatever this isâŠwhatever you think it is, itâs going to end here. Youâre going to get up and walk out, whoever you are, and youâre going to go do something else with your life. Youâre going to be grateful you cut your losses while you were ahead. In exchange Iâm going to forget all about that call I got ten minutes ago from a couple of very disgruntled friends in the ICU. Youâll tell whichever people youâve got working for you to give up on this blackmail attempt. And thatâll be that.â
Her eyes burned hot, daring Alexis to reply.
Alexis did. âThereâs no one else working with me.â
Heidi computed that. âThen youâre an idiot. You got some independent contractors to beat the shit out of my men?â
âNo. That was me.â
âBullshit. Thatâs the cover story they gave me. I donât know why. Like their pride couldnât take any more of a hit.â
âThey gave you the truth.â
Alexis lifted her right hand out of her raincoat pocket, placed it in a fist on the desktop. Her knuckles were red and raw, the skin cracked and swollen. The top of her hand was in the process of turning purple, bruising flushing its way up to her wrist. Nothing was broken â sheâd know if it was â but sheâd be hurting for at least a couple of weeks.
Registration flashed in Heidiâs eyes as she studied the clenched fist, but she moved on immediately. It was clearly an elite business tactic she could apply to any arena. Disregard what you canât control, focus on what you can. âOkay. So youâre the Terminator. But you came here alone.â
âBecause I needed to talk to you. It couldnât wait.â
âYou have no fucking idea what youâre getting yourself into.â
âDonât I?â
Heidi mustnât have met anyone who could match her unashamed confidence. It rocked her back for a second. She didnât physically react, but the eyes betray all. After a pause she said, âWhat exactly is going on? Mary hired an assassin twin?â
âMary has no say in this. Iâm just someone who heard things through the grapevine and decided to get involved.â
âIf you think thatâll make me refrain from punishing herâŠâ
âOh, it will. But not because of what Mary knows and doesnât know. You wonât lay a finger on her because youâre screwed, and youâre so stubborn and full of yourself that you havenât realised it yet.â
Now Heidi did lean back, placing an elbow on the armrest, resting her chin on a closed fist. She stayed remarkably composed. âYeah?â
âYeah.â But inwardly, Alexis wavered. This was a higher-stakes version of a business negotiation, and she had to admit there was a world of difference in experience there. She was no hard-charging CEO. But sheâd seen the worst of humanity, and it had taught her certain things that apply not just to business but to life.
First and foremost: donât waver. And if you do, donât show it.
How you do anything is how you do everything, and one moment of indecision can kill.
So she pushed ahead, regardless of inexperience. âMary knows more than enough about the R&D side of things to provide a comprehensive breakdown of exactly what youâre lying about. Which, from what Iâve heard, is most of it. I transcribed everything she told me and itâs rigged to blow with a button-down system. Do I need to explain to you what that means?â
âNo.â
âI will anyway. Just in case you were under any illusions. If I donât walk out of this building without a scratch on me, my contact off-the-grid will send every scrap of information to every major newspaper in America, not just those in the SF bubble. Something like this, with billions of dollars in the mix and your own recent celebrity statusâŠyou really think any of them will hesitate to print it?â
Silence.
Alexis
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