were coming a mile a minute.
“They didn’t.” I said, plainly. “They got away...”
Kaitlyn grabbed a glass of water from the kitchen for me. My voice was starting to crack. It was more from the emotion than being parched, either way I accepted it gladly. I took a long cool drink to help me collect myself.
“So… Does this hero of yours have a name?” She was still tentative but her tone was more relieved.
“His name was Luke, he had a gym nearby and that’s where his car was parked so he gave me a ride home.”
“He had a gym, like, what do you mean? He was working out after midnight?”
“I mean he owned it. It was his place,” I answered.
“And his name was Luke?” she asked. The way she was looking at me told me she knew something I didn’t.
“What? Why are you looking at me like that?”
“Just keep going,” she said.
It was an odd thing to say but I continued. “I called the cops and told them what happened, then he drove me home. That’s it.”
“What did he look like?” Kaitlyn asked.
“I told you he was a fucking creep. Nasty teeth…”
“No, the other guy… Luke,” she asked.
“Seriously, Kaitlyn?” I replied. “A fucking crazy pervert assaults me and you want to know about the other guy? Give it a rest.”
She shook her head and a small smile crossed her lips. “Don’t get me wrong. I’m glad you’re okay. It’s just…”
She walked across the room and picked my macbook pro up off the floor. “Sit down,” she said.
I watched as she pulled up the browser and punched something into Google.
She flipped the macbook around in her hands and faced the screen toward me.
“Was this the guy?” she asked with a triumphant smirk.
I couldn’t mistake those piercing dark eyes. It was definitely my hero from the night before. The reaction on my face said what I didn’t have to.
“I’m right, aren’t I?!” she exclaimed. “How do you not know who Luke Greer is?”
“I… what?” I said, now more confused than ever.
I tried to read the headline of the article she had brought up but she snapped the machine shut and almost fell over backwards, laughing.
“That’s crazy,” she yelled in astonishment. “Have you been living under a rock for the last year?”
“Why, who is he?” I asked. I remained guarded, although her excitement was peaking my interest.
“Bria Hudson I told you that stupid job was consuming you. The only way you wouldn’t know about Luke Greer is if your head was buried in legal documents. Do you ever even talk to anybody besides me?”
“Okay, shut up,” I said, this time with a little more force. “I get it. Just tell me who he is.”
“Wow!” exclaimed Kaitlyn. “He’s only the biggest sports star in the world right now.”
She covered her broad smile with both hands and rocked back again. I nodded for her to keep going.
“He’s practically put Atlas City on the map all by himself. The guy is a HUGE star.”
“Okay, but what does he do?” I asked.
“He beats other guys into the ground and he make A LOT of money doing it. They said on the news he made over a million dollars for his last fight. That gym he owns is legendary. Top athletes and fighters come from all over the world just to train with him.”
“So, he’s a cage fighter.” It was more of a question than a statement. As Kaitlyn talked on excitedly the pieces all fell into place. The vague familiarity I’d had with him that I just couldn’t place, the gym with that big cage inside, all that flash with the car and everything. I couldn’t believe it.
“Yes he’s a fighter! Like the best fighter in the world! The man is a complete and total stallion.”
“Alright, I get it. Calm down already, he’s just a jock.”
“He’s not just some stupid jock, Bria. Luke Greer is about to be a superstar and he just saved your ass like in some kind of movie. Oh my God, you said he dropped you off, did he come inside?”
I hesitated and she jumped all over