**Fight**

Lucas tapped the side of the chair lightly with his knuckles, staring at the man tied to it like he was working out a thought in his head. Then he looked up at Ethan.

“You got a boxing ring in this place?”

Ethan gave him a strange look, one brow lifting a little, but he nodded anyway. "Yeah. Down the hall."

"Good," Lucas said simply, rising from his chair. "Get me a pair of gloves."

Still eyeing him like he was wondering what he was about to get into, Ethan turned and ...