"So, you are telling me that this Litora Bello happens in the middle of one of the busiest beaches of the whole state and they have not been picked up by the cops?" I questioned while trying to contain the amount of worry in my voice "The police pass the pier almost every night. How is it still happening?"

"The cops know what is happening."

"But surely they would have shut down the whole thing if they knew?" I stated, not convinced.

Chase shook his head, and he looked pissed off at the question "They have tried. They tried to get them done for violence on the streets but none of the fighters are going to press charges. They are under some kind of contract or something."

I wrapped my arms around myself as a chill made its way up my spine "I can’t believe I was so oblivious. I just thought that he would have told me."

Two hands went onto my shoulder and Chase made me look at him.

"Do not worry, Ella." He said like he was reassuring me as he smiled "He is getting arrested tonight."

Taking a step back, I tilted my head at him and raised my voice "What do you mean?"

"The cops did not know about the betting system and how they all make their money." He said while taking a step closer "That is why I told them."

His confession made me take a step forward so that I could shout in his face "You did what?"

Chase smiled at me again like he had done me a favour "I told my dad about the betting system of Litora Bello. It is illegal to make money out of a fight. With the amount of money, they make and the amount of people that watch, they will be facing charges."

I thought of his words. He had told his father who was chief of police about something that was illegal. The consequences were going to be drastically bad.

"Why would you do that?" I shouted while moving my hands around in the air frantically.

"You still care about him?"

"I can't just shut it off." I exclaimed while my voice shook.

I needed to tell him. I needed to warn him. I felt around for my phone and then I realised that my phone was in my bra. My bra that was discarded on top of Lana's bed.

"You are taking me there." I demanded.

He shook his head, and it was the most serious I had ever seen him "You can’t be serious?"

"You are going to take me there." I repeated.

He narrowed his eyes at me "No. I am not getting lifted by the police for taking you to your fighter of a boyfriend."

"Listen to me, Catwoman. You have had no problem going to see it before." I snarled while pointing at him.