REYNA

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HE’S STARING again.

Evander.

I look up from my notes and my eyes meet his across the field.

For the one-hundredth time today.

The team is spread across the football field for their off-ice training.

Jump squats, lunges, push-ups and more.

I watch from under a shade as their coach yells drill instructions.

The sun is hot and unforgiving. Sweat soaks through their shirts and shorts, yet—panting and breathing hard—these guys push hard through every drill.

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