Rebecca was drained. It was Sunday night, and they were aboard their fourth plane in two days. Traveling didn’t normally bother her. With her job, she was used to it. Then again, she was also used to sleeping at night. That hadn’t been happening. The little bit of sleep she had gotten was full of dreams of someone chasing her. She would wake up in a cold sweat, her heart pounding in her chest.
Gage sat beside her, more subdued than she was used to seeing him. It was the first time since she’d known him that his team had lost a game. He seemed deep in thought, pensive. The game had come down to the last three seconds. The entire stadium had been on its feet, holding their breath as the ball was snapped. The kicker had made contact with the ball, sending it soaring through the goal posts. K
