He followed until she reached the women's restroom, then stopped near the door, pretending to stay busy on his phone again. There was no way he could go in, so he decided to wait.
Just then, his phone buzzed. It was a message from Carl...
Carl: [Nnenna just matched with George. Might be her toughest fight yet. Everything good on your side?]
Darius quickly typed back...
Darius: [All good. No movement yet.]
After sending it, he opened the academy's live stream feed. Since Linda wasn't anywhere near earshot, he figured it wouldn't hurt to take a quick look.
The screen loaded, showing Nnenna stepping onto the stage seemingly ready.
Darius's expression hardened. Hang in there, Nnenna, he thought. I'll keep watch here.
But even as he watched the referee wait for George, something about how long Linda was taking in the restroom made him uneasy.
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Inside the women's convenience room, behind one of the closed stalls, Linda let out a shaky sigh.
