On top of the hotel rooftop, things were beginning to be set up properly, and the air carried that strange mix of tension and excitement that always came before a big underground event. The lights were positioned, the seating arranged, and now the fighters were finally allowed to come out and step onto the venue.
They spread out across the open seats that wrapped around the rooftop arena. The entire rooftop almost seemed split into two parts, one side for the spectators who were betting and enjoying the event, and the other side for the fighters, who were grouped close together, all sitting on one side of the square.
Joe and Wolf sat next to each other, their eyes fixed directly across from them. That was when they spotted him, Chad, sitting alone on one of the VIP sofa seats. He was rubbing his hands together constantly, his knee bouncing up and down like he couldn't get it to stop.
