"Did you hear Tyler got suspended today?"
"Yeah. I think they made a big fuss about it in the locker rooms. I heard from a guy in the team that they found canisters inside his locker. They think he did it."
"s**t, I heard they're pressing charges."
I hide the small smile threatening to come out as I walk past a group of women on the way to the row of busses at the lot. Should I be proud of what I'd done? No. Was I? Yes, which I shouldn't be considering I condemned an innocent man to possible legal action for the s**t me and Mal pulled.
My conscience tells me that he deserved it after being a d**k to ease the growing guilt in the back of my head.
From the window of the bus, I see Tyler looking a hell of a lot pissed than I'd seen him yesterday. Before he entered his car, he catches my
