Chapter 11

It does. Just before Mike’s foot can touch first base, the ball pings off the back of his batter’s helmet with a loud sound that seems to echo throughout the Diamond. He goes down like a sack of grain, sprawling across the baseline. The first baseman snags the ball on the rebound and touches Mike’s back just to be sure he’s out.

The crowd goes wild. Rob feels a fierce vengeance rise within him. Bet you’re not smiling now, are you?he thinks. It’s the final out for the inning and he heads toward the dugout, triumphant.

He makes it as far as the baseline when he feels something hot and heavy jump on him from the back. Mike, pissed, wrestles Rob to the ground and pins him down. Fists punch him in the back and arms, and when he turns his head, the side of his face is rammed into the wet, compacted dirt. “What the hell was that?” Mike asks through gritted teeth. “You liedto me, asshole. Said you worked here. Said—”