They call me Killer. Killer Kellan. It's a name I earned in Afghanistan, before I ever set foot in a ring. I've been a screw-up my entire life, but joining the Marines was supposed to straighten me out. Instead, all it did was make me dangerous. Now that I was back home, I had nothing to offer anyone but pain. No path in my future leading to anything but misery. You'd think I'd have just accepted my fate. That I would have just learned to be content with banging the random ring girls that were always waiting for me in the winner's room. But it wasn't enough. Instead, I put it all on the line when Parker fucking Jones showed up in my life. And now, nothing is ever going to be the same again.