Rhys
I smiled as I reread Kayden's message over and over again. The text was short and straightforward, but it was more than enough to make my head swell with a sudden, sharp burst of happiness.
After finding out that he was doing fine just days before Game 2, I had made sure I played against the Westbridge Falcons with everything I had.
My resolve had paid off; we had been leading for the first three games straight, dominating the ice.
On the other hand, I made sure that I was still secretly investigating the mess behind the scenes.
The man the coach suggested had worked tirelessly over the few days between our free time and the games. Luckily, he found exactly who had leaked the video, and it was just as we had suspected all along.
