Philadelphia’s morning sky was a sheet of pewter, the city shrouded in a restless hush. The Talons’ latest victory had done little to settle the tension that hung over the team like a storm cloud. For Alexandra, sleep had become a luxury. Every night brought new threats, every morning a new test of resolve.She sat at the kitchen table, her phone buzzing with messages—some supportive, many hateful, a few chillingly specific. Jeremy stood by the window, his silhouette tense against the gray light. Lockjaw was sprawled on the couch, scrolling through news feeds, while Marlon’s voice crackled from the laptop speaker.“King’s ready,” Marlon said. “He’s scared, but he’s got nothing left to lose. He’ll go on record—anonymously, at first. His story matches the pattern. Blackmail, threats, a demand to throw a game. He says he’s not the only one.”Alexandra nodded, her jaw set. “We have to move. Every day we wait, they get bolder. They threatened my dad, Jeremy. Th
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