Publisher's blurb: Somewhere in the world, where the lights can’t quite fade the darkness, you sit on the bench, waiting for your turn to enter the arena. The spectators boo you, your opponent despises you. You don’t deserve their applause. You’ve done terrible things to get here, but you can’t stop now. There’s a lot at risk and today you can lose everything. Your lungs fill with air, your hands become fists. You’ve trained a lot and sacrificed everything to get to this moment. Some day you’ll have a sad and lonely death, but today you must survive. The prize is not as important as what you can get with it. You can’t mess this up.