"Why won't he go away?" Brock shouted.
"Calm down, Brock. We'll get to him somehow," Paul tried calming his client down.
"Don't tell me calm the fuck down, Heyman!" Brock grabbed Paul's shirt.
"Brock, Brock, it's me. Your friend," Paul said.

Brock let go and they both looked at the monitor as Baron's chuckle reached them. The man was still inside the ring that Brock had just fled from but now holding a microphone.

"And like the coward Brock truly is, he just ran away from me," Baron mocked. "He's fucking scared!"

Paul closed his eyes, knowing this would send Brock into a fit of rage.

"I am not scared!" Brock screamed from the top of his lungs.
"I got an idea," Paul said. "Let's go see Vince."

Five minutes later they were inside Vince's office.

"Gentlemen, what can I do for you?" Vince asked.
"Bring in Kendra," Paul answered.
"She's made it perfectly clear that she'll never help us with anything again," Vince chuckled a bit. "She couldn't handle being used for bad things, as she put it. I told her. Look, little girl, we don't run a candy shop around here and there's no magic unicorns either. That kind of pissed her off."
"You let me worry about her," Paul smirked. "Just get her here and I'll take care of the rest."
"You're gonna hurt her, aren't you?" Vince asked.
"No, I would never," Paul's smirk grew bigger. "I'm gonna make sure she doesn't have a choice."

Vince looked at Brock that had remained silent through it all.

"Brock?" He asked.
"I wanna kill Baron," Brock said.
"Get me a vial of Baron's blood too while you're at it," Paul said.
"I'll get what you need but other than that, I don't wanna hear a word about what's gonna go on. My hands need to be clean. You got that?" Vince stared at Paul.
"Absolutely, sir," Paul said.

Vince nodded and pointed at the door. The two men got up and left. Vince opened his little, black book and located Kendra's number.

"Vince," she sighed as she answered.
"Kendra. So good to hear your voice," he said.
"What do you want?" She asked.
"I have someone here who wants to work with you," he said.
"I already told you, I'm done with you," she said.
"But it's not me this time, Kendra. Someone here asked to bring you in so at least come by and hear what he has to say," he said.
"Who is it?" She asked.
"Paul Heyman," he answered.

She let out a low chuckle that quickly increased in volume as she couldn't help but laugh.

"He's even worse than you. At least you were up front with what you wanted. He's a fucking snake," she said.
"So hear him out and then say no," he said. "What harm is there in that?"
"Fine, I'll come. When?" She asked.
"Are you free now?" He asked.
"I don't drop everything and come running for anybody," she said. "Tell that fucking snake I'll be there tomorrow evening at 7," she said.

Vince left his office to find Baron. The man was easy to find, standing tall with a proud smile on his face for beating down Brock yet again and making the other man run away in fear.

"Baron, I need you," Vince said.
"What is it?" Baron asked.
"I need you to go to the health station to get a blood sample taken," Vince answered.
"Blood? What happened to piss tests?" Baron asked.
"New rules from the government," Vince lied. "Everyone needs blood taken now since we can track more illegal drugs that way."

Baron didn't know much about how that worked but since Vince was boss, he accepted it and went right away. Vince continued to Brock and Paul's personal locker room and stuck his head inside.

"All set," he said. "Baron's getting his blood taken as we speak and Kendra will be here tomorrow evening at 7. From now on I'm staying out of this."
"Thank you, sir," Paul said.