Chapter 39

"What's the big emergency?" Ryan asked, pouring himself a cup of coffee. Looking at the clock he saw it was barely eight in the morning. He needed the caffeine after yet another restless night. "It must be a real disaster to bring you here this early in the morning."

"Not an emergency." Walt grinned at him. "And, for a change, not a disaster. Where's your laptop."

"My laptop?" Ryan blinked. "Why do I need a computer at the crack of dawn."

"Just get the damn thing." Walt was so hyped he sounded like he'd already had more than his share of caffeine.

"It's right there on the kitchen counter. Help yourself."

In seconds, Walt had it open and booted up. His fingers danced on the keys as he brought up the browser and typed something into the search bar. When Ryan saw Before the Game come up on the screen, his stomach knotted. Oh, hell. Was his disaster now starring in the most read sports blog on the Internet? But, when he saw the headline, he nearly dropped his coffee.