POWER PLAY

CHAPTER 13

The game was definitely more intense than the one the night before last. Tomieau took on everyone he could get his hands on. His high stick was on point as well. She and Brady had exchanged glances before the game, careful not to let anyone see

They were halfway into the second period when she attempted to break up a scrum between players Orpack and Litnay. She finally got it under control when Tomieau decided to join in the fun, things went down hill from there Tomieau, going for Orpack, missed and nailed poor Jane in the nose. She immediately felt the blood flowing free. She backed off and the linesmen took over for her.

The trainer for the Scrapers came into the ice immediately to help Jane who had tears in her eyes by this point. She wasn't crying because of the pain, she was tearing up because of the burning in her eyes from her nose he held towels to her nose while the non fighting players tried to control the rowdy ones Brady skated into the ice to help break up the fight then he saw Jane.

"Son of a bitch. Who got you?! I'll kill him. It was Tomieau wasn't it?! Bastard"

"Relax Wainwright. I'm not certain. It's fine. Barely hurts. Just a lot of blood. I'm fine. Look. The bleeding has already stopped. Don't get angry it's ok. I'm ok. Get back on the bench."

Though he hesitated, Brady knew she meant business as she went and took a seat. The trainer finished up with her and sent her on her way to finish the game , only after he was sure her nose wasn't broken. Jane skated to where they kept the iPad. She wanted to see who clocked her in the nose. She wasn't surprised when she saw who it was. Then, she skated to center ice

"Tomieau, Game misconduct. Abuse of official"

The crowd went crazy and so did Tomieau. As he tried to skate towards her, his teammates got in his way and steered him towards the bench so he could exit.

"The bitch ain't worth it. Just go and let us handle her. We'll show her who's in charge. It may be her ice, but it's our league. We got this Jack!"

The game continued and the Scrapers eked our a win. It was bloody battle with both teams serving close to twenty minutes in penalties. There was never any love lost between these teams everyone knew that. She remembered watching her dad play against them. They were just as mean then as they were now. The head coach, Shepp Paulie was a real tool. He didn't care who his players injured as long as he got his win. He was also known to pull strings and phone in favors if any of his guys got I trouble off the ice. So far he'd managed to get his goalie. Lindstrom, out of a sexual assault charge, his forward, Volkov, out of a DUI, and Tomieau out of an indecent exposure charge. He and his team were hated by just about everyone in the PHL.

Jane headed into her locker room. Her nose was sore and her eyes were a lovely shade of green and violet combined. She decided to take a shower and hoped the water would help the pain. It would take a makeup miracle for this to look presentable tomorrow. Fortunately tonight wasn't going to be as bad since she could go straight home. She'd just turned the shower on and was removing her towel when she turned around and tried to scream