Chapter Eighteen
WORLD END: T-minus 155 days, 8 hours, and 0 minutes
Arena, Merrickville, Ontario
The air in the concrete corridor was thick with the scent of blood, adrenaline, and cold concrete. The fluorescent lights, which had witnessed a brutal, silent exchange, now illuminated a tableau of grim professionalism. The Bruiser, his face a mask of shock, was secured—cuffed and read his rights by two RCMP officers whose expressions promised a long, difficult interview. His expen