"How did you know?" Marcus asked.
"Because he's been circling me all season. He's the only one with access to the security system. And he's desperate enough to make a deal with anyone who promises him my spot." Jace's jaw tightened. "But I didn't know he was working with my parents. I thought he was just a jealous teammate."
"He's more than that," Marcus said. "According to the athletic department's server logs, he's been sending encrypted messages to an external account for weeks."
"Can you prove it?"
Marcus turned his laptop toward us. On the screen was a series of emails between Riley Brenner and an encrypted address. Timestamps. Coordinates. Details about Jace's practice schedule. His tutoring sessions. Sophie's work shifts.
"He's been tracking you both," Marcus said. "Feeding inf
