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Kane

As I walked out of the school and onto the field where the pack of boys was huddled, fighting over the ball, I paused to call Savannah She had to get me out of this

I pressed the phone to my ear as if that would make her answer faster “Damn it, Savi,” I muttered Where in the hell was she? She knew I had been sentenced to this shit She should be here for me

She answered before I was dumped into her voicemail

“Aren’t you supposed to be saving the world’s children?” she mocked

“Savi, look, you have to do so I want out of this”

“Not happening You got in a bar fight This is your only chance of redemption So suck it up and do the time”

I looked out on the field How in the hell was this supposed to work?

“I’m one week away from playoffs I don’t have time for this shit You know it I know it What’sto the sports side of her If there was anything I knew about that woman it was that she loved to represent a champion

I heard her groan “Hawk, you either get your ass at that center every day and ith those kids or you heard the judge—he’s going to release the court statements and make your case public”

“It’s already public”

“You knohat I mean He’ll put you in jail At least this way it’s not officially a sentence You are volunteering And the league is ok with this situation if you volunteer Volunteer work makes you redeemable in their eyes”

I grittedIt’s blackmail”

“Dauy ants to sink his career The judge threw you a life raft Take it and ith the kids”