*Caleb*
I step up to the tee again, trying to shake off the tension from my earlier encounter with Stephan. The way he strutted around like a peacock after his perfect shot has me feeling a bit annoyed, but as a professional athlete that tends to spur my determination more than anything.
I glance at Charlie, who’s practically bouncing with excitement. “You’ve got this, Caleb! Channel your inner Wayne Gretzky!”
I can’t help but laugh. “You mean the one who’s never played golf in his life?” I retort, but the encouragement is exactly what I need.
Taking a deep breath, I align myself with the ball. I can feel Ryan’s eyes on me, anxiety literally rolling off him. He seems like someone who hates confrontations, from what I have seen so far.
The Governor, meanwhile, is standing off to the
