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I squint at the screen. “How bad is it?”

“Really fucking bad,” Hugo says flatly, his face grim on the laptop balanced across Reid’s knees. “They’re already planning to put him in the next game. That’s in two days.”

“Two days?” I turn to Katya, who’s half-buried under a blanket, an eye mask shoved up onto her forehead, remote in hand as she flips through channels. “Isn’t that too fast?”

“No