Chapter 13

“Mr. Sandstone, I understand what you need but forgive my curiosity,” Cole Green uttered before looking at the hooded figure intensely, “although you said you needed a Wheatstone for your fighter. I don't see a need why you have to see me directly as he could just enter the ring like any fighter that comes to this place, for a fee of course.”

“There is a need of course,”Weber said as a matter of fact, “My fighter isn't here for the fame and money brought by the ‘Hotboxing’ event. He is just here to hone his skills, I fear that too much publicity now isn't good for him and could go to his head hence making him lose focus.”

Weber paused as he looked straight into Mr. Green's small beady eyes from beneath his hat, “What I want exactly is a very private arena for my fighter. And I'm willing to pay quite handsomely for you to make that happen, Mr. Green. In fact, the fee would be the equivalent of the prize money for the ‘Hotboxin competition.”

Mr. Cole Green was quite intrigued by the off