I sat frozen in the press box high above the ice while the Blades battled Boston without me and Kade pushed through hell with every stride. "What the hell is going on down there?" I muttered to the reporter next to me, gripping the edge of the table. The guy glanced over. "Ryder, you should be out there, man. Coach really bench you for that flu bug?" "Doctor orders," I lied through my teeth. "But look at Kade. He is moving different. Tell me I am not seeing things." The reporter leaned closer to the glass. "He looks fired up. Boston is hitting hard though. Score is tied at two two late in the third." I grabbed my phone and texted Kade quick even though I knew he would not see it. Come on. You got this. But do not be stupid. Down on the ice Kade won a faceoff clean. I stood up halfway. "Yes! Go, go, go!" I yelled even though he could not hear me. The Boston defender smashed into h
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