Rinkside Remedy

You stare at the hockey players training on the rink, your eyes scanning the scene like a predator looking for its next meal. There’s only one person you could convince to give you a lifeline here. And there he is. Zane Wilder, the hockey star with an attitude of the Toronto Renegades, arguing with one of his teammates right there on the ice. Target found. Coach Eric is quick to jump in, waving his arms like a traffic cop. Zane stomps off to the bench, ripping off his helmet and slamming it down with enough force to rattle the boards. It’s your moment. You take a deep breath and start walking towards him. Approaching Zane Wilder, of all people, is not in your nature. Hell, you barely speak to anyone at work, let alone the team’s star player. But desperate times call for desperate measures. Why? Because word around the arena is that they’re letting go of the seasonal hires next week. You’re a seasonal hire. And if you lose this job, you’re not sure how you’ll even manage to cover next month’s rent.