Chapter 10

Four and a half laps around the rink, that’s all he gets. Around the first curve he slips in front of Pennock—that wasn’t hard to do. The kid’s too damn big for this sport anyway. When he pulls up from the turn he sees Pennock stumble over one of the track blocks, he goes down on one knee, comes back up, falls again. As Dante takes the next curve, he notices Pennock skating to the edge of the ice, his helmet thrown down in disgust. Pissed, and he’s not even giving himself a chance just because he screwed up in the first lap. Dante can’t believe that—he knows this sport well enough to know anything can happen, anything at all. Quitting just because he might not win isn’t an option.

For Dante, winning is the onlyoption.