Page 5 of Enemy Games

He shrugged. “Go talk to her, and maybe she can help you. She might remember you, too.”

If she did, she was an expert at hiding her reaction. We locked eyes, and she didn’t even blink. This would drive me crazy if I didn’t figure it out, though.

“Fine, I’m going over.”

He patted my shoulder as I walked away. “Good luck.”

I carved a path through the crowd gathered at the front, heading toward where I last saw her, but as I got closer I didn’t see her or the girl she was standing with.

Where did they go?

With my height advantage, I was able to look over most of the people around me, but I didn’t see her anywhere. I turned back to where Ethan sat and raised a brow. He scanned the room then shook his head.

They’d disappeared.

Well, it wasn’t like she could hide for long. We were bound to run into each other again soon. By that time, I would probably either have remembered her or stopped caring.

Once the room began to empty, I left with Reid, Ethan, and Benjamin.

“Let’s grab lunch on the way back,” Ethan said while rubbing his stomach.

No one argued since we never turned down a chance to eat. We made it to the closest dining hall and filled our trays before finding a secluded table near the windows that overlooked a line of trees rather than one of the pathways.

“How do you think the game against North Dakota’s going to go?” Reid asked after swallowing.

“They’re defense was strong last year, but they had five guys graduate so they’re basically a completely different team,” I pointed out.

“The games we’ve watched haven’t been that impressive,” Ethan added before taking another bite.

“I’m not too worried. As long as we continue to play the way we have been, we’re solid.” Benjamin grinned.

I liked seeing him confident. After the somewhat stressful start to the season, it was good to have him back to normal.

“I wonder how the girls will do with their first game. They’ll only have three days to practice together,” Ethan mused.

“It will be interesting to see,” Reid said with his mouth full.

I was halfway through my burger when Benjamin leaned over and pulled out his phone. His smile disappeared as he answered.

Ethan glanced between me and Reid, but I shrugged. I didn’t see the screen so I wasn’t sure who he was talking to, but there weren’t many people in the world Benjamin would be upset to hear from.

“Yeah, that’s fine.” He sighed. “I’ll make sure it happens, sir.”

Sir? Who would he call that? He only referred to our coaches by that title.

The three of us leaned forward as soon as he hung up.

“Who was that?” Ethan asked before I could.

“Mr. Crowley,” Benjamin practically spit the name.

It wasn’t a secret there was no love lost between our team and the athletic director. He was the one responsible for the punishment and strict rules all the athletes faced.

Even though none of us were around for the scandals of the previous hockey players, he still made us pay for them.

Then again, he was also responsible for helping our coaches get the NHL to look at us again.

He was doing his job by keeping us in line, we got that, but it felt like he was constantly holding a bomb over our heads waiting for one of us to make the smallest mistake.