Chapter 192

Trey took a deep breath, picked up the ball, and walked to the three-point line.

He glanced at the basket, then at Vivica. Vivica was already in a defensive stance, her weight slightly forward, arms naturally spread, eyes locked straight ahead.

Trey started to drive, his first step quick, but Vivica's footwork was even faster than he expected. She side-stepped smoothly, always blocking his way l