The gym fell into a low murmur, all eyes ping-ponging between Jinzo and Nash. Nobody said a thing until Nia just flopped her hand up.
"Yeah, I'm with Nashy." She wrapped herself around Nash's arm like she'd just won a prize at the fair, chin up, smirk dialed to eleven.
Drex and Mac looked like they'd swallowed something sour. They'd stormed in, ready to throw hands for Jinzo, but a match against Nash wasn't on their bingo card. Fired up was one thing, but nobody was signing up for an humiliation.
Jinzo, of course, lost it.
"This is crap. You want to test me but he can pick our best teammates? You call this bullshit a fair match? Fuck no! Everyone knows I'm unstoppable when we've got the whole crew. This is a setup."
A couple people groaned. Even his own guys looked like they'd rather be anywhere else.
Then Victoria, never subtle with those heels, sliced through the tension.
