The next day, a press release detailed the news that I had been "let go" by the WWE. Almost immediately I received a call from an old friend.
"Kristina! What's going on?" Bryan Danielson's voice on the other line asked.
"It's a bit complicated." I said.
"Cabana mentioned something. What can you do?"
I knew Bryan meant wrestling wise.
"I'm under no compete for 45 days but I can make appearances. But not as Jasmine Brooks. I'm able to use my indy name."
"Ah, the return of Kristina Kincaid. Want to come in?"
"Where? Back to Ring of Honor?"
"No. I'm helping out in a promotion called Dragon Gate."
"Seriously? I've watched a bit."
"Got an idea which you may either love or go running back to the WWE."
"I trust you. Lay it on me."
"You heard of Jon Moxley?"
"Are you kidding? Isn't the guy unhinged?"
Bryan laughs. "Something like that. What would you say to coming in with him? We're going to be setting something up between him and me in a few months. You can play a big role."
"Ah Bryan, I want to wrestle. I never get to do that anymore."
"When you can, you'll wrestle me."
Now that has my attention. I never got to wrestle Bryan in Ring of Honor and I've always wanted to. Bryan senses he has me on the line.
"You can come here and do all the talking you want. Talk about how it's been too long, that people forgot who you are. You're one of the best wrestlers on the planet and you're showing off."
"When?" I asked.
"Can you be in Philly this Saturday?"
"With bells on."
"That's my girl!"