​     At the men's facility, ​Valtair entered the ring himself to shake Hoby's hand. "You're an excellent fighter," he said. "You're exactly what we're looking for."

​     "Yeah, thanks, I..."

​     They both disappeared. 

​     Everyone in the room gasped except for the warden, who was too busy counting the hundred dollar bills in his hand that Valtair had given him to look up.

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