Chapter Five: Seven Walls

“Su, was her account involved?” he asked. “No.” “Han?” “They altered the scan. I'll take it back myself.” Two seconds. Two years ago, Zhou had trusted enemy audio without giving his teammates those two seconds. He passed. Su scored over Luo. Nine-nine. Chen drove and lobbed toward Carlo. Han did not jump; he occupied Carlo's landing lane as if setting an eighth screen. Carlo passed sideways. Zhou was waiting. Steal. “You'll never wash your name clean,” Chen said. “Then I won't wash it.” Zhou handed the ball behind his back to Su. “We'll burn the dirty water dry.” Su faked the shot and returned it through the middle. Han limped toward the rim. Carlo leaped. Every camera turned inside.