Skaters talk. Always.
Silver had barely slept since her evening at the bar with Carroway, his carefully planted words circulating through her mind like a virus she couldn't purge from her system. Every time she'd closed her eyes, she'd heard his voice dropping to that conspiratorial whisper: He ruined someone's career. The accusation had burrowed deep into her consciousness, mixing with her own complicated feelings about Eli until she couldn't distinguish between legitimate concern and manipulative suggestion.
