Chapter 107: Jamie’s Plan

3rd Quarter – 3:00 Minutes Left

Score: 66–27, Vorpal Basket Leads

 

The scoreboard glared down like a judge announcing a death sentence: 66 to 27. The gym, filled with cheers from Vorpal fans, seemed to mock the losing side with every dribble and dunk.

 

On the Vultures' bench, tension crackled like a live wire.

 

Coach Ryland Hale slapped his clipboard against the bench, barely holding back the storm rising in his chest.

 

"Motherfucker!!" he bellowed, startling the players nearby. His veins were bulging, jaw twitching as he glared at the scoreboard.

 

Then his eyes locked onto Jamie Lin, the freshman calmly sitting with a towel on his lap, legs crossed, face unreadable.