“Thanks,” I answered. “You should try it. It’s a great stress reliever.”
“And you’re stressed?”
I shrugged. “Maybe a little.”
“Damn you sure don’t show it.”
“Thanks.” I said again. “You learn to hide your feelings when you’ve been through the things that I have.”
Her eyes showed that she knew I didn’t really want to talk about it. So she changed the subject. “Where’s this Pierre guy?”
“Pierre is here.”
Josie turned around to face Pierre Bautiste. He was a tall muscular guy, handsome with his curly black hair and big blue eyes. He looked unassuming but he could kick ass seven ways to Sunday. He was a member of the national kickboxing team and a multi-time world champion. He’d been training me since I started.
I gestured to Pierre. “Josie, this is Pierre, my trainer. Pierre, this is
