CHAPTER THREE:AFTER SHOCK IN KRAKOW (Sienna’s POV )

I stared at the glowing text in the pitch-black stadium.

Across the field, the emergency vehicle carted Jaxson Cole away, the sirens silent but the flashing red lights gave the only signal.Forty thousand people were still standing frozen in  silence.

The press vans had already surrounded the stadium gates outside, satellite dishes unfolded too. The whole stadium was so noisy,that my head became too heavy.

I left with grief to the private telemetry lab, my hands were shaking so much ,I could barely input the door code.

I walked into the room,kaja was in there.All I did was stare and think.

"If you keep staring at the floor like you're waiting for it to swallow you, Sienna, your spine is going to lock in place."kaja said.

I flinched, snapping my head up.

Kaja stood near the coffee stand in the corner, holding two oversized  cups,steam curling into the chilly air. 

"Drink this," Kaja said, walking over and shoving one of the cups directly into my  hand, "you look like a ghost that just got evicted from its own haunting."

"I can't drink coffee now, Kaja," I said.

I’m in a big mess now,Cole’s career is being ruined under my name.

Kaja stood up  beside me,She took a slow sip from her own cup,while  her bright blue eyes were tracking my direction.

“I know you didn't tamper with that brace. I’ve watched you spend seventy-two hours straight rebuilding a tackle’s torn meniscus just so he wouldn't lose his scholarship. You don't break athletes. You fix them. Someone is behind all this"

"But who?" I pulled my hand away slowly,

"The master encryption keys require two-factor hardware authorization. My physical keycard never left my pocket tonight. Except..."

My voice failed  as Bronisław’s face flashed in my mind. His cold grey eyes. His demand for the live encryption keys right before play.

"Except your beloved uncle," Kaja finished quietly, "Uncles in high-stakes  are bad news, Sienna. Money turns bloodlines into a blood hunt."

"He wouldn't destroy our own subsidiary's flagship medical gear," I argued. 

"The Vance Legacy brace is worth millions in market evaluation. If the hardware fails, stock prices will go down by morning. Why ruin the family company?"

"Unless ruining the brace ruins you," Kaja pointed out clearly . She shifted her chair around to face the master server , tapping a blue-painted fingernail against the glass frame. 

"Which brings me to why I stayed down here in the dark instead of joining the panic out the lobby."

I stopped pacing immediately. "What did you find out?"

"While you were on the sideline watching Cole’s medical crew panic, I went through the league feed and downloaded the raw, untouched telemetry cache from the stadium's local sensor before it  was wiped.

 "The surface scans showed Jaxson was clear to play. Standard bone density, green baseline."

"Right," I asked  in curiosity , leaning over her shoulder as the blue light bathed our faces. "That's what cleared him through pre-game protocols."

"Yeah. Except when I ran the raw file through a high-contrast structural filter to isolate joint stress..." Kaja swiped her hand across the  screen interface, expanding a translucent three-dimensional view of Jaxson Cole’s right knee.

The blue model shifted into a harsh, thermal grey.

My chest felt so heavy that i couldn't  breath.

Kaja still continued screening deep into the subchondral bone were dozens of microscopic, jagged web lines,they pulsed on the display, in faint, angry red hues.

"Micro-fractures," I whispered, pressing my hand against the cool glass of the screen. "Dozens of them. Spreading straight through the primary load-bearing points of the joint."

"They aren't natural wear-and-tear stress lines, Sienna," Kaja said,  "Look at the pattern. Human stress fractures follow kinetic movement; these are perfectly geometric. They are moving in concentric circles around the exact mounting points where the brace's internal sensors interface with the skin."

Oh no ,I said almost screaming,this is very dangerous 

"These micro-fractures were caused by targeted, high-frequency mechanical vibrations," I realized, 

"Someone didn't just sabotage his brace during the match tonight. Jaxson’s knee didn't fail because of Marek's tackle."

"No," Kaja said, looking up at me with dead-serious eyes. "His joint was intentionally degraded over days, maybe weeks, before he stepped onto that field.

"My digital signature didn't just authorize the match patch," I breathed, terror gripping my spine. "It authorized the baseline fitting parameters two weeks ago."

"Someone set you up to take the fall for ending the career of the biggest quarterback in the country," Kaja whispered.

Before I could process the  whole nightmare wrapping around me, the heavy electronic lock on the lab door chimed. 

The door slid open,it was Bronisław,he   stepped across the threshold. Behind him stood two heavy bodied men in dark corporate suits, men I had never seen on our clinic's payroll.

"Uncle," I said, taking a step in front of Kaja’s console, shielding the holographic rendering behind my body. "We just found critical anomalies in Cole's pre-game diagnostic files "

"Quiet, Sienna," Bronisław said, his voice flat, dry, and entirely emotionally empty.

He didn't look at the screen. He didn't look at Kaja. He simply reached into his jacket pocket, pulled out a thick document stamped with heavy red legal seals, and tossed it onto the glass desk between us.

"What is this?" I asked, my heartbeat pounding to my ears.

"That is a mandatory arbitration order," Bronisław said, "Jaxson Cole’s family estate has just exercised a nuclear buyout clause in our league agreement. They are seizing all medical assets, diagnostic logs, and primary care personnel associated with his treatment."

"They're suing us?"

Yes but there’s one more thing,he responded

"They agreed to suppress a formal criminal indictment against Vance Sports Legacy under one strict, non-negotiable condition."

He pointed a single, manicured finger directly at my chest.

"They have bought out your exclusive medical contract, Sienna. Effective immediately, your license belongs to the Cole family. You are being stripped of your position with the Kraków Eagles."

What ?"You're handing me over to them?"