K-Vibe pulled up at the arrivals curb. A tall man strode toward the SUV, broad-shouldered and easy to notice.
Ryan squinted through the glare. The guy looked familiar, but he couldn't quite place him.
Then Jamal lit up.
"Cameron!"
Now Ryan remembered — the former scoring champ who'd gone one-on-one with him last time, wearing a mask.
The memory hit like a fast break, vivid and electric.
He hadn't expected K-Vibe to be picking up Cameron because his mind had been stuck on active players — not someone like Cameron, who was currently unsigned and out of the league.
K-Vibe rolled down the window, flashing his trademark grin. "Welcome to Orvara!"
Cameron shot him a mock glare. "More like welcome back."
K-Vibe chuckled, raising his hands. "My bad, my bad. You're the king of these streets."
Cameron slid into the third row, gave the rest of them a nod. No small talk. Just a silent acknowledgment.
