The boy smiled. It was a sad smile. “I’m what happens when you leave pieces of yourself behind, Marsell. Remember that fight in Watts? 2015? Against the guy with the teardrop tattoo? You landed a liver shot so hard they said he threw up blood for a week.”
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Marsell leaned forward. The boy started shadowboxing. But it wasn’t shadowboxing. It was perfect . Every slip, every roll, every counter—it was like watching a ghost correct Marsell’s own mistakes. Where Marsell dropped his right hand after a hook, the boy kept it high. Where Marsell over-rotated on a cross, the boy stayed balanced. The boy smiled