Chapter Four: The Starting Job Is Not a Prize

By the second preseason week, every sports show in Harbor City was replaying Kai's fake-spike touchdown. His locker had not grown wider, but forty-seven people now waited for his autograph. The equipment staff put number 4 jerseys on the team-store homepage, and Victor Sloane personally delivered a contract addendum: a modest raise attached to a “team data security authorization.” Kai set down the pen. “My lawyer reads it first.” Sloane smiled like a generous uncle. “Of course. The league merely protects competitive information. You don't have anything to hide, do you?” “No. So there is no hurry.” After the owner left, Mara emerged from the adjoining film room. “That authorization permits device mirroring.