CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVENHarrison
Harrison sat on the bench, waiting for his line to get back on the ice. As usual, the Rivers Arena was loud and full of energy, and the crowd roared and yelled as Tyler stole the puck. The third period had just started, and the Renegades were up by two.
Jones, a player on the Arizona team, had a bullseye on Tyler’s back the whole game. But the Renegades’ captain, being the guy that he was, had laughed off every onslaught and wasn’t giving in to any of Jones’s attempts to start a fight.
But this time, Jones caught up to Tyler, who was on a clean breakaway down the ice. He tossed his stick out towards Tyler, which made Ty trip and fall onto his knees. Tyler was moving at such a speed that once he tripped, he continued to move, sliding on his knees towards the
