The buzzer for the second period blared through the arena just as Kade's feet hit the concrete tunnel, and he knew in that instant that every second he had bought was already gone.He sprinted toward the bench, skates clicking against the hard floor until he hit the rubber matting near the ice. His lungs burned. His heart hammered so loud he could barely hear the crowd roaring above him. He had made it. Somehow, impossibly, he had made it back before anyone noticed he was gone.Coach Harlan shot him a look as he slid onto the bench, but there was no time for questions. The lines were changing. Guys were jumping over the boards. Kade grabbed his stick and waited for his turn, forcing his breathing to slow, forcing his face to stay neutral.Evan was already on the ice, circling near the red line. He glanced toward the bench once, quick and sharp, and Kade gave him the smallest nod. The signal. The plan was moving forward.But even as Kade settled in
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