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Chapters (63)
  1. THE AMERICANA PLAYBOOK
  2. Dear Reader
  3. The Troubled Teen Industry
  4. Dedication
  5. Epigraph
  6. New England Rebels
  7. Day 44
  8. Chapter 1
  9. Chapter 2
  10. Chapter 3
  11. Chapter 4
  12. Day 55
  13. Chapter 5
  14. TWO MONTHS LATER
  15. Chapter 6
  16. Chapter 7
  17. Chapter 8
  18. Day 68
  19. Chapter 9
  20. Chapter 10
  21. Chapter 11
  22. Chapter 12
  23. Day 78
  24. Chapter 13
  25. Chapter 14
  26. Chapter 15
  27. Chapter 16
  28. Chapter 17
  29. Day 84
  30. Chapter 18
  31. Chapter 19
  32. Chapter 20
  33. Day 91
  34. Chapter 21
  35. Chapter 22
  36. Day 100
  37. Chapter 23
  38. Chapter 24
  39. Chapter 25
  40. Chapter 26
  41. Day 113
  42. Chapter 27
  43. Chapter 28
  44. Chapter 29
  45. Chapter 30
  46. Day 128
  47. Chapter 31
  48. Chapter 32
  49. Chapter 33
  50. Day 147
  51. Chapter 34
  52. Chapter 35
  53. Chapter 36
  54. Chapter 37
  55. Chapter 38
  56. Chapter 39
  57. Chapter 40
  58. Epilogue
  59. ONE MONTH LATER
  60. FIVE YEARS LATER
  61. Acknowledgments
  62. Also by Cathryn Carter
  63. About the Author

“But you do,” he adds. “And I like you. I trust you. Way back in the draft, I wanted you on this team. We just didn’t have a high enough pick to get you before the Bulls did. You’ve got good instincts, Fitz. And I get that you’re loyal to Foller”—he holds a hand up to stop me when I try to interject—“but I’d be doing you a disservice if I didn’t remind you that you should be loyal to the team first. Because here’s the thing. When this investigation was in-house, I could protect you. But now it’s out of my hands, and if the League’s commissioner finds something he doesn’t like and you’re tied to him the way you are and the media runs with it, they’re going to lead with every positive thing you’ve ever said about this guy. And that will be damaging.”

“I’m a loyal Rebel.” Even with the tension, the words make me smile. “But you’ve got to understand Foller coached me up since I was a kid, this guy took me under his wing. I mean, Heath, he was at our table for dinner once a week in high school.”

Heath’s face drops. “It hurts, doesn’t it?”

“What’s that?”

“When we realize the ones we idolize aren’t deserving of it?”

I won’t let this go. “I’d run through a wall for the guy even if I didn’t play for him.”

Heath claps his hands together, signaling we’re done here. “Let’s leave it at that then. The League will do its thing and everything proceeds as normal. But this conversation stays between us.”

The read here isn’t that I shouldn’t just not blab to my teammates. He doesn’t want me talking to Foller about any of it.

When Heath stands, so do I. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Good man,” he says, walking around his desk and giving me a firm pat to my shoulder. “I figured you’ve got other things on your mind these days anyway.” Heath reaches for a folded-up paper, handing it to me.

ALL RHODES LEAD TO A WHITE HOUSE WEDDING.

“Just don’t forget that we need them to lead to another Rebels Super Bowl too.”

Chapter 22

“I told you this wasn’t going to end well.”

I tip back the rest of my bourbon as Nick paces. “You don’t need to play the I told you so card so many damn times. And for the record, a League investigation started. That doesn’t mean it’s the end for him. And for god’s sake, it won’t be the end of me.”