New York, New York

While Tiffany laid in a cum-drenched heap on the floor of the ring, Hauk turned his head and looked first at Blaze, whose eyes were burning with hate as she glared at him, her face distorted into a angered scowl, and then to Eliza, who had picked up the machine part and who rose up as she saw Hauk pace towards her.

When Blaze rose from her seat, Hauk stirred into action and charged the few feet across the ring and swung himself over the ropes to land in front of Eliza.
With no one having the time to react before Eliza Kensington activated her portal, the two stepped through it and vanished in a blue discharge of energy.

“Fuck!” Blaze hissed, slamming her clenched fist down onto Joe Kennedy’s chest, causing the corrupt politician to whimper in pain.

Leaping up into the ring, Blaze walked over to Tiffany and **** the exhausted boxer up on her feet.
“Listen to me, you useless bitch,” Blaze spat out at the blonde, “as soon as we find out where those two went, you’re going after them, and you’re going to fix this fuck-up of yours. Understood?”

Barely conscious enough to hear what Blaze had said to her, Tiffany managed to weakly nod her head in a display of obedience.
“Good,” Blaze dropped her vice-like grip around Tiffany’s firm arm, causing the woman to collapse back onto the floor, “and I’m sending someone with you to make sure that you don’t make a complete mess out of everything, again.”

After giving Tiffany a kick to the midriff, Blaze left the ring and proceeded out of the stadium, accompanied by her bodyguards and assistants.
To one of the latter, a well-hung stud, she said; “We’re going to have to use an outside asset to deal with this. Contact Kim Lee and get her here ASAP. And get our people in Chicago to double the surveillance on Xerxes; I’m sure that that bastard is the man behind this.”

Meanwhile, in New York
The dark, dirty backstreet was suddenly illuminated by blue cracks of energy, which fizzled around in the air as they rapidly shaped themselves into a blue, swirling circle of light.
Out of the circle stepped Eliza and Hauk, and as the circle disappeared and Hauk checked the area to see if anyone had spotted them, Eliza made sure that they had managed to obtain a proper part of the machine.
“Hah,” she triumphantly exclaimed, “this is the Time-Space Modification Coordinator!”

“Good,” Hauk replied, having made sure that their arrival had not been witnessed, “I got some people that I know here. We should contact them.”
“You got their number?” Eliza asked.
“Yeah, why?” Hauk replied.
“Well,” Eliza’s face cracked up into a naughty smile, “I’m the one here who’s not buck-naked, so I should be the one who finds a payphone to call from.

Hauk thought about which friend of his that he would have Eliza contact, both Sledge and Thyra were residing in New York. Then again, maybe it would be best to get hold of both of them.