Katelyn’s POV

The office was quieter than usual that morning, but there was a tense energy hanging in the air.

I sat at my desk, sorting through emails and reports, when Jamie, my assistant, walked in carrying her notebook and a look of determination.

She closed the door behind her and sat across from me.

“Did you get anything?” I asked, setting aside my phone.

Jamie nodded and flipped through her notes. “I talked to several players on the women’s volleyball team.

They practice ...