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There are team buses to transport team members and their family members to the hotel from the stadium. We all hop on one and sit down as it drives us over.
“But what do they want?” Parker whispers, growing more and more anxious about the situation. “For you to throw games, again?”
I shake my head and collect my thoughts. “No, Parker. The more I think about this, the more I think they want me to retire. My guess is that they are behind these rumors somehow and are betting a lot of money that I will.”
When we get dropped off at the hotel, we all walk hurriedly to the elevator. I push for the fourth floor, and we walk quickly over to my room. I lock the door and use the deadbolt once the three of us are in.
I sigh and sit on the edge of the bed and reach for my cell phone to call my manager.
But before I can do anything, the hotel phone rings.
We all jump, and Elsa lets out a small scream.
I hesitate for a moment before reaching over to answer it.
“Hello?” I say, uncertain.
A raspy voice belonging to none other than Stephen responds, “You will announce your retirement before the Stanley Cup is awarded.”
I scoff, “I know who you are. Are you threatening me?”
He says, “You can retire by choice or by force. It’s your call.”Then the line goes dead.
Fuming, I am barely able to hang up the phone before I reach for my cell phone again and call the police.
I feel bad but I’m ignoring Parker and Elsa’s wide-eyed questions.
Well, the son of a bitch has definitely taken action now.
Chapter Thirty-Five
ELSA
Afteraterrifyinglastfew days, I’m finally feeling a bit calmer once Harvey, Parker, and I are on a plane back home to Boston.
Harvey’s team also won the second game against the California Vipers and now we’re heading back to Boston for them to get ready to play two more games against them in the next week.
Luckily, Harvey didn’t receive any more calls or threats, but the initial one still haunts me.
What are they going to do to him if he doesn’t announce his retirement?
A few days ago, Harvey had called the local California law enforcement and they got in touch with the Boston police officers who helped him out five years ago with the initial mafia issues.
The police said they’d provide additional security during the games and keep an eye out. They also issued a restraining order against Stephen.
It helps to calm my nerves a bit, but I’m still worried.
My stomach is anything but calm though and I throw up again on the flight over.
“I’m sorry, sweetheart.” Harvey frowns as he rubs my back and hands the stewardess the used throw up bag. Luckily, we are landing, and I just close my eyes and take a few deep breaths.
He sighs, “Are you sure you don’t want some ginger ale, sweetheart?”
I just shake my head and feel immense relief when the wheels touch the ground.
After Parker and Harvey grab their luggage from baggage claim, I hug my brother goodbye and head out with Harvey.
“Are you feeling better?” Harvey asks, his blue eyes creased with worry as we walk to his truck.
