"Who are you going to call when you need help next time, Rory?" His voice was low. If anyone else had used that kind of tone with me I would have thought it was a threat. My jaw tensed. Even though I knew him, even though I trusted him, the next words were hard to get out. "The team." His eyes were piercing, the silence that followed louder than anything else. He was waiting for something and I floundered for an answer. "My captain," I finally forced out, searching his eyes. "You." Rory McClaine has always been good at one thing and one thing only: gaming. Rating as one of the top female streamers for the popular multi-player battle arena, she's weathered more storms than most others in the massively male-driven platform. But when one of her arena clips is posted and shared by over 5 million people suddenly she's right in the crosshairs of one of the industry's top professional teams. Thrust into the professional gaming sphere, she's put up against cutthroat competitors and increasingly invasive fans. Suddenly the thing she loved most, is becoming harder to keep ahold of.