The news broke on a Monday morning.
Sebastian was at practice when his phone started buzzing continously. He ignored it at and focused on the drill, the ice, the rhythm of the game. But the buzzing did not stop. Louie skated over and tapped his shoulder.
"Cap. Your phone has been ringing for ten minutes non stop, it might be very important."
Sebastian skated to the bench. He pulled his phone out of his bag. Forty-seven messages. Twelve missed calls from his agent, his lawyer, his mom and julian.
He called Julian first.
"Sebastian." Julian's voice was tight. "Turn on the TV. Any channel."
Sebastian walked to the locker room. He turned on the small screen mounted on the wall.
Richard Frost was standing at a podium. His face was calm, controlled. But his eyes were wild.
"My son has be
