CHAPTERS

The taxi's interior reeked of cheap pine air freshener battling decades of spilled coffee and cigarette smoke. Rain pattered against the...

The conference hall buzzed with anticipation, a sea of cameras, reporters, and media executives packed into the pristine,...

The office space inside Logan Drake's hotel room barely deserved the name—a small desk cluttered with notes, a half-empty cup of day-old...

Logan Drake sat on the edge of his hotel bed, hunched forward with elbows digging into his thighs, hands dangling uselessly between his...

The plane touched down with a jarring thud that snapped Logan Drake from his fitful sleep. He blinked away the disorientation,...

The fluorescent lights of JFK's security checkpoint buzzed overhead, painting everyone below in the same sickly, institutional glow. To...

The Q train lurched through the darkness beneath Manhattan, its metal frame protesting with each curve of track. Fluorescent lights...

Venue: Madison Square Garden Attendance: 15,000 Buy Rate/TV Rating: 0.32 Results

The conference hall was a gleaming temple to corporate might, every polished surface and carefully placed banner proclaiming Peak Media...

Logan Drake's name flashed on Colton Hayes's phone screen, buzzing insistently on the worn kitchen table. The hour was late, and...

Clank. Clank. Clank. The motel heater rattled out another weak attempt at warmth, no match for the bitter Iowa night seeping through...

The television's blue-white pulse haunted Colton Hayes's living room like a restless ghost, each flash excavating memories from the...

It was a new year—only five days in, and Logan Drake found himself at a new conference table. The rented hotel conference room grew more...

The night before the tournament, Logan Drake sat alone in his office, bathed in a soft, tired glow, felt more like a cage than a...

Logan Drake dropped his keys onto the kitchen counter, the metallic clatter echoing in the silence of his apartment. The lingering aroma...

The late afternoon sun hung low over the Florida coast, its golden glow spilling across the ocean and into the windows of a high-end...

The air in Logan Drake’s office was thick with the scent of stale coffee and something heavier— doubt . His desk, once a battlefield of...

Colton Hayes pulled his dust-covered truck up the long, winding driveway of Glenn Sterling’s North Carolina estate. The perfectly...

The late afternoon sunlight filtered through the blinds of Logan Drake’s cluttered office, painting the chaos in streaks of gold. Papers...

The muffled thud of fists on leather cut through the clang of weights and grunts of exertion. Sweat and chalk thickened the air—a scent...