Page 39 of On Merit Alone
Me
7/10. You’re still not back to Helga strength circa 2019.
Six
How’d you get this number?
Me
Guess.
Six
You asked one of my teammates?
Me
Oh, I’m much more exciting than that, Mer. C’mon.
Six
You snuck into my locker when I was practicing?
Me
Okay, less creepy.
Six
I give up.
Me
Ryan Carmen.
Six
Hmm. Isn’t that like a conflict of interest or something?
Me
How so?
Six
I thought I paid him to keep my business out of the wrong hands. Not hand it over.
I foundmyself smiling like an idiot as I leaned back against my headboard in the dark of my bedroom. I was running through rotations of icing my knee and watching sports as I tended to do at the end of the night. It was only when I got to reruns of Merit’s game from earlier that night that I decided to use the number I had hounded Ryan for just that morning.
Me
You think you’d be in the wrong hands with me?
Six
Loaded question.
Me
