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gallery of screenshots. “Here. Look at this,” he says, sliding his
phone across the table.
    I zoom in and recognize a popular surf
website that I personally hate because they tend to post garbage
and make surfers look badly. They have all but outright celebrated
Colby’s recent drama with his parents and the lawsuit. If there’s a
way to bring a surfer out of the ocean and into trouble, they find
it and capitalize on it.
    As usual, there is no one named as the
author of the article, but I can see Colby’s concern by the
headline alone.
    Drenaline Surf Newcomer Logan Riley Gets The
Sh*t Deal
    “They don’t believe in sugarcoating, do
they?” I ask, hoping Colby picks up on the sarcasm in my voice. He
has his serious face on, so I’m not sure how to read him right
now.
    Drenaline Surf’s newest surfer, Florida
native Logan Riley, may end up regretting inking his contract with
the California-based surf company. Although Riley has made his way
to the west coast and better waves, he has been left out of the
limelight in favor of even newer recruit, Topher Brooks, and the
surf world’s own tabloid star, Colby Taylor.
    Riley’s co-sponsorship with Ocean Blast
Energy has done him zero favors. The high profile energy drink
company has yet to release promo images with the newcomer. Colby
Taylor remains at the head of their promotional material. Rumors
state that Brooks and his childhood best friend, Miles Garrett
(also sponsored by Drenaline Surf), have a photo shoot later this
month, leaving Riley out of the loop once again.
    The Floridian did, however, compete in and
go on to win the recent Sunrise Valley Tournament. The scandal? He
wasn’t meant to surf in the event in the first place. Drenaline
Surf’s Colby Taylor and Miles Garrett were slotted to compete, and
Topher Brooks surfed on his own name prior to his sponsorship.
Riley was a last-minute replacement as Garrett broke his leg in a
free surf before the competition.
    “Send those shots to me,” I say, sliding the
phone back to Colby. “I’ll let Jace know.”
    “You think it’s weird? Because I do,” he
says. He scans the room again. “I feel like someone’s trying to
bring us all down. I know, I know – I’m paranoid. I know I’ve been
paranoid for years, and old habits die hard, but I just…I don’t
know. I feel it. My parents show up. Vin leaves. Now this?”
    I take a deep breath and watch my phone
light up as Colby’s texts roll in, sending the evidence to my
phone. I want to believe this is all coincidence. When it rains, it
pours – or something to that effect. The universe is testing us.
We’re being pushed to make sure we can survive any storm. Drenaline
Surf is strong, and we have to prove it. It’s not a conspiracy.
    “Haley, admit it,” Colby says. “You think
I’m right.”
    I exhale. “I can’t,” I say. “If I admit it
and put it in the universe, then it becomes real, and that’s when
things get really scary.”
    We’re silent as the waitress brings our
lunch to the table. Colby thanks her and fakes a smile. Then he
looks at me. “I don’t know about you, but this already feels real,
and I’m already scared.”
     
    When Colby drops me back off at Drenaline
Surf an hour later, I stand outside on The Strip and try to steady
my breathing. I don’t want anyone to pick up on my concern. I don’t
want A.J. or Emily or Alston or anyone else to see the worry
written on my face.
    I push through the door and manage to slip
by with a half-wave before closing the office door behind me. Jace
looks up from the computer screen.
    “What’s wrong?” he asks immediately.
    So much for a brave face.
    “You need to see this,” I say, completely
defeated. I hand over my phone and watch the dread sink into Jace’s
skin as his eyes trace the words.
    He looks tired when he turns toward me. “Can
we just keep this between us for now?” he asks. “I’d rather not
make a big deal out of it. Maybe it’ll blow over.”
    I nod