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JACE
Since it had snowed on Friday night, the football game was postponed until Saturday night, which meant that I could go and actually coach alongside Coach. Allie had begged me not to go, had begged me to rest and relax. But I needed a pick-me-up after the past few days.
Carter walked arrogantly back to the sidelines, tearing off his helmet after his first touchdown of the game. He threw me a smirk and grabbed his water bottle. “You good, Harbor? Get into a fight on the wrong side of town?”
I ignored his comment and crossed my arms over my chest, watching the defense crumble under the other team. If I were out there, I would have picked up an interception or two by now. We would be winning, for Christ’s sake.
Nonetheless, the team we were playing against was ranked number one in the state.
A running back from the opposite team ran forty yards to the five-yard line before Jamal tackled him. I sighed through my nose, watching the time tick down on the clock to three seconds before halftime. After glancing up at the bleachers, I caught Allie’s eye. She signaled to her face, scolding me for not icing my swollen eye.
After giving her my best smile, I grabbed my ice packet, waved it in the air, and placed it on my face like she wanted me to. Then, I turned back to the game and slowly watched the time run down before our rival team was about to score.
A buzzer rang throughout the stadium, the bright white lights on the scoreboard reading 14–6. The teams retreated to their sides of the field, packing up to head to the locker room for halftime, when the lights in the stadium turned off.
Every single one of them. Even the scoreboard.
Phones started buzzing uncontrollably and lighting up across the stands. I pulled mine out of my jeans pocket and watched a prerecorded multimedia message pop up onto the screen of Principal Vaughn sitting, naked, in his office and masturbating to the videos he had recorded of the locker room.
Someone came over the intercom, using a voice enhancer to hide their true identity. But everyone knew who it was. The only people who would stir up any really bad trouble in Redwood were Poison.
“Redwood Academy, your principal is jerking off to the hundreds of recordings of Redwood students, naked in the locker rooms. Is this who you think is fit to lead your school? Is this who we’re giving thousands of dollars to every year? Is this someone you think deserves to live?”
Gasps broke out through the crowd.
Knowing that this wasn’t the worst Poison had planned for that fucking ugly excuse for a man, I continued watching the video of Vaughn jerking off. Suddenly, three masked guys—who were clothed in black and carrying different-sized weapons—stormed the room and caught Vaughn in a moment of weakness. With his cock hanging out, Vaughn scrambled to his feet.
One of the men forced him still.
Another one of the men handed the leader a knife.
The leader cut his cock right from his body and tossed it onto his neck like it was nothing.
“That’s not the only punishment that Vaughn has received for his sins,” João said over the speakers. I could tell it was him by the simple way he talked even though his voice was changed. I had been dealing with them for years now.
Suddenly, the lights turned on, and I caught sight of a ball hurling through the air from somewhere in the bleachers and toward the field. The ball bounced once, then twice, and then I realized that it wasn’t a ball at all, but Principal Vaughn’s head.
“Over the course of the next few months, all the lies, all the secrets, all the scandals that have run this town will be exposed. Nobody is safe from the truth.”
Screams erupted through the crowd.
“Welcome to the end, Redwood.”
