CHAPTER 44: PRESSURE BUILDS
Point of View: Lorain Hart
By 8:00 AM on Monday, the cold air inside the Northlake Athletic Complex felt thin enough to snap.
I stood behind the double-paned glass of the upper mezzanine, watching the varsity hockey squad complete their morning drills. The sound of steel blades tearing through fresh ice echoed like sharp gunshots off the high rafters.
Normally, Saviour moved like an absolute predator out there, unbothered, dominant, commanding every inch of the ice.
Today, every stroke of his skates looked laced with lethal, dangerous tension.
Across the rink near the home bench stood three men in tailored grey overcoats. They weren't university staff or student reporters. They were primary talent scouts and brand representatives from the National Hockey L
