How's it going, Robert? Is the strain getting to you yet? Is the burden getting heavy? You've had to defend this XTreme Championship like no one else in recent memory. All because of me. Are you getting the picture yet? Who the real shot caller in the XWF is? With a snap of my fingers I've made your life here a hell.

You may be able to kick out for a few weeks more. Maybe even a few more weeks after that. But this is a war of ATTRITION Robert. The damage is minute and, incremental, but ultimately conclusive. And you think you can weather that storm indefinitely?

MY BLACK ASS.

Love, Maddy.

PS: Don't look behind you.

Robert reads the note posted to the front door of his home. Madison attacks him from behind with a crowbar to the spine! Robert caves in pain, allowing Madison to cover him!

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