My Hockey Alpha

Enzo

I had only just woken up after a mostly sleepless night of wishing I could just explain everything to Nina without either scaring her or pushing her away, when I heard banging on my front door. Groaning, I dragged myself out of bed and opened the door to a surprise: Luke.

“She’s up to something,” he said, without so much as a greeting, and pushed his way past me into my living room.

“What? Nina?” I asked, still rubbing the sleep from my eyes as I watched the anxious skeleton pace back and forth across my apartment. It was times like this that I was glad to not have roommates.

“I don’t know exactly what she’s doing, but she’s definitely up to something that is very much notgood,” he said, a little too quickly for me to fully comprehend exactly what was going on in my tired mind.

“Wait… Luke, slow down. What’s happening?” I asked.

Luke stormed over to me and took me by both shoulders, shaking me back and forth.

“Nina is being lured into a trap!” he shouted.

There were a few moments of silence as we stared at each other, the reality of the situation slowly sinking in.

Finally, I understood what was going on; panic mode started to set in.

“Where is she? How do you know? Is she alone? Is she hurt? Tell me what’s happening, god dammit!” I shouted as I ran around my apartment like a madman, throwing on yesterday’s dirty clothes as images of Nina being brutally murdered or kidnapped by a crazy person flashed through my mind.

“If you would give me a chance, I would tell you!” Luke shouted, his usual monotone voice now bellowing so loudly it shook the glass of water on my nightstand.

I stopped and took a deep breath. Luke was right; running around like a chicken with its head cut off wouldn’t solve anything.

“I saw a strange guy in a beat up pickup truck pull up to the diner last night while she was at work,” Luke said. “He sat down in a window booth. When she went over to him, she looked terrified; he gave her a piece of paper, they talked, then he left. This morning, she drove to the gun shop outside of town — that’s right, a gun shop and walked out with a shotgun. The last I saw of her, she was driving out of town with her roommates with a car full of camping supplies.”

a shotgun… Why on earth would she need a

of that mattered, though, because right now my sole purpose was to find

grabbing a duffel bag from my closet and starting to fill

sure exactly,” Luke replied, pulling a folded up piece of newspaper out of his hoodie pocket, “but I broke into her dorm after she left and I found this. The newspaper that the guy in the diner gave her. My best guess is that she’s trying to investigate…

snatched the newspaper away from Luke. My

“This is…”

“It’s him. The guy who drugged her at the club. Someone must’ve found where I had him and they did him in. I’m not sure why, exactly, but my only guess is that that guy who showed up to the diner last night had

asked. “Why would he have given her this if he was the one

I got suspicious,” Luke replied. “So I looked through the windows of his truck. There was a business card on the dashboard.

exclaimed, stuffing the newspaper article in my pocket and continuing

we might be able to catch up with her and

in the woods and drag Nina home; for starters, I didn’t want to get shot, and

I knew would agree to a last-minute camping

in, like, ten minutes. Oh, and is it alright if I bring

said, rolling my eyes, and hung up

on the quad when I

almost audibly groaned when I recognized his roommate immediately. It was the guy that Nina had been going on dates

this is my roommate James,”

to meet you,”

smile and shook his hand

this guy for stealing Nina away from me, I didn’t have the time right now to be dealing with this. It looked like

where Luke had kept the asshole who drugged Nina;

driving at breakneck speeds around the back roads, much to Matt’s