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“They always find a way to beat us,” Joe said. “It’s like they just have this…”
“There’s always that one team,” I said. “If we can’t win, we can still make a statement.”
Rome skated toward us. “I hate these fucking guys. Up there chirping at Sebastian.”
My lip curled.
There was just way too much on my mind.
The offer from Boston waited on the table.
And it really wasn’t my decision to make either.
Certain aspects of the game and my career I had no control over.
The thought of leaving theSola Empiredidn’t seem real.
Getting on a plane and flying across the country.
Throwing on my gear for another team.
Meeting new players. A new coaching staff. Fitting into a new system of hockey.
I had done it so many times in my career.
This time though…
“What do you think, Atlas?” Joe asked me. “I think we can let this game go as long as we fight.”
Jago skated over. “What am I missing?”
“We’re playing out Atlas’s fights tonight,” Sebastian said.
“I hate these fucking guys,” Jago said.
“I hate everything,” I muttered, and skated forward.
“What’s up his ass?” Joe asked.
I should have just turned around and punched Joe.
The guys didn’t know about anything happening.
Nobody did.
Not even Hazel.
I hadn’t told her about my call from Tucker.
I showed up at her house. I waited for her.
I kissed her.
I ended up in bed with her.
Maybe in some cheap way of making an excuse, my plan had been to make love to her and then talk to her. Find a way to explain how these trades worked and what my intentions were.
I’ll fly to Boston for practices and games. As soon as I’m done, I’ll fly back here.
