“With what?”
“I need to borrow tapes of every game Fremont’s played for the past three years.”
“Every game?” Victor narrows his eyes like he did that first day we met. He looked at me like I was the enemy on a rival team. “Should I trust you?”
I look him straight in the eye and say, “No. But I’d really appreciate it if you did.”
I take a deep breath as I sit in front of the coaching staff at Northwestern. It’s considered the Ivy League school of the Midwest and one of the best football programs. I attended a seminar about the school and took an all-day tour of the campus. It’s beautiful here, right on the shores of Lake Michigan. I can’t help but wish Liam were here to say you can do this.
Liam. As much as I try to push the memories of us together to the back of my mind, I can’t. He’s
