Chapter 49

Gulping, I feel a bead of sweat work its way down my neck. We come to the end of the hallway, standing in front of a plain, white door with a plain, silver handle. I stare down at it, predicting a bruised ass and an even more bruised ego wait for me in there. Well if shit's going to happen, shit's going to happen. I place a hand of the silver handle, but I do not push down on it. "So, I'm about to have a fun day, huh?" I say, only slightly joking. "Oh, just the best." Grinning she watches me stand at the door. "Good luck." Taking a deep breath, I push down on the handle and open the door. Stepping in the room, the door swings shut behind me. The room is stuffy with matted floors, reminding me of old wrestling rooms I've seen on TV. The walls are padded too, and monkey bars hang from the ceiling. Anfisia stands off to the side, her back facing me as she fusses with the stereo. I take another deep breath and I almost gag on the musty sm