Chapter 29 Sabotage

• Another night, I was again cheering at one of Asher’s hockey games. A sober aura hung among the crowd.
• Since the typical second-line right winger was out with injury, they’d brought up someone from the fourth line. That empty fourth line spot was then filled in by an unknown.
• Asher hadn’t seemed happy about it. He’d told me on the phone that the team is like a family. It would take time for someone new to fit in among them.