CHAPTER FOUR Noah
Noah walked into The Sin Bin and nodded at the hostess. She smiled and directed him to his normal table, where he took a seat. Another day, another meal, and another chance to convince Jordan to come work for him.
To some people, the fact that he had a regular table here might seem odd, but to a hockey fan, this routine was normal. Players had their own rituals and superstitions on game day. Some guys wore the same underwear. Some had to listen to the same song. Some, like Noah, ate the same meal before every game. Noah’s meal ritual happened to revolve around The Sin Bin. On game days, he always had to sit in the same booth. And he always ordered the tomato soup and a sandwich.
A very small part of his routine was because he didn’t cook. He could only eat grilled chee
