Malo was still sweeping the gym floor, gathering the tiny pieces of shredded papers into a pile while mumbling complaints under his breath. He had been grumbling ever since Faye ordered him to clean up the mess, but nobody seemed interested in listening. His words disappeared beneath the sounds of the gym equipment and the occasional laughter coming from the others.
Sasha was busy laughing at something her girlfriend had sent to her phone, her shoulders shaking whenever another message appeared. Bambi had just finished assisting a customer and was showing him out of the gym, leaving Faye seated comfortably on one of the benches with a notebook resting on her thighs.
Unlike the others, Faye had found something more important to occupy her time.
She was writing names.
A long list of names, followed by the number of punches each person deserved.
