It's between me and you

Chapter 11

The Ferrari stopped at a mid-priced sports club. Ledger didn't know anyone at Diez, but that wasn't a problem. Cahlon would be easy to find. Future Dead Man Walkers reek of impending doom from a hundred yards away.

"Listen, Andrew, you do not have to solve problems for me" Near the entrance Nate made one last attempt to stop his friend.

After all, it was really his problems, and to stand up for himself and the girl he had a crush on, it was necessary on his own.

"I don't. But how are you going to do that? Do you plan to smack him over the head with a cast? " Andrew snorted at his friend who did not find an answer and hit him on the shoulder with his fist. "You'll get better and you'll decide everything yourself, and meanwhile let me do it. It's been a long time since I've kneaded my bones."

"All right, just don't kill him in there, or I know you" Nathan grinned, and the guys went inside.

A brunette girl with loose, greasy hair sat at the reception desk and jumped up from her chair like a fitball when she saw the new customers.

"Good afternoon. My name is Daniela. Pleased to welcome you to our sports club. What are you interested in?"

"We need to find our friend. He trains here."

"There are only two people in the gym right now. You know, it's morning, usually everyone comes in the evening, but if you mean Matthew or Paolo, they're here. I'll show you out" The girl clicked her heels on the floor and wiggled her ass as she passed the guys.

The guys followed her into the rocking chair.

Ledger immediately recognized the guy his friend was talking about. Seen him a couple of times at college. So this is the same Cahlon? The guy was about the same build as Andrew. Sturdy and tall. Well, at least he was on par with him. That's nice. - Thank you, Daniela, - Andrew winked at the girl and nodded his head to the guy. - there's our friend. Your help is not required from here.

The girl smiled again and, giving him a sticky look, returned to her workplace.

Andrew clapped his hands, drawing attention to himself. Cash lifted his head and grinned when he saw the visitors at the door. He realized that the conversation was imminent, and was about to put the barbell back in place to be ready for the meeting, but did not have time. In two steps Andrew overcame the distance between them and with a swing sat down on the jerk's belly, intercepting the barbell and putting it to Cahlon's throat.

"Well hello, my friend" Andy grinned, pressing the barbell into his Adam's apple. The guy tried to push him away, twitched, and started coughing.

"Hey, what's going on here? " The voice of the second "jock" squeezing the weight on the bench press sounded to the right. This one was about twenty kilos lighter than Andrew.

"Nothing, you work if you don't want to get your legs broken, and stay out of other people's conversations" Andrew looked murderously at the guy and returned to the talk with the person for whom he came all the way here instead of having pleasant dreams in the phonetics class.

"What was your reason for breaking my friend's arm?" Andrew lifted the bar slightly to let the asshole answer. He was already covered in red spots.

"Get off me, you jerk! " He bellowed in a husky voice, making Andrew squeeze the barbell back with a frustrated, lazy clang.

"Wrong answer."

Clutching the iron with whitened fingers, Cahlon struggled with Ledger, trying his best to lift it by at least an inch.