Chapter 50

• I went through a few light moves, testing the resistance of my leg and side. It pulled but it wasn’t anything unbearable. Looking around for a bar or something that was at least a reachable height for me, I spotted nothing remotely close enough to what I needed. Glancing over my shoulder to the man standing beside the door like he was part of the wall, I motioned him over. “I could use a hand.”
• His face was filled with a look of doubt, but he came over.
• “Put out your hand.” I watched as he extended his hand as if I was going to cut it off. I grinned. “I need you to be my bar. Hold my foot so I can lean into some stretches and get the blood flowing.”