Killer Spirit
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My kiss-punch-drunk brain was a little slow in processing, and it wasn’t until a good thirty seconds later that my mouth responded to Tara’s words. “Competition season? What do you mean by competition season?”
“Nobody told you?” Zee asked, hooking her arm through mine and smiling. “When you’re on the Squad, football season is only the beginning.”
“Nobody told you?” Zee asked, hooking her arm through mine and smiling. “When you’re on the Squad, football season is only the beginning.”
