Keira
The arena felt different that night, the usual buzz of championship energy layered underneath something tighter, more watchful. Plainclothes officers moved through the crowd with practiced subtlety, and I caught sight of at least two K-9 units stationed near the main entrances as Detective Reyes escorted me through a private access point, bypassing the general admission chaos entirely.
"You'll be seated in the family section, same as always," she explained, walking briskly beside me. "But we've cleared a secure perimeter, plainclothes officers positioned at every access point within twenty feet of your seat. If anything feels wrong, anything at all, you signal the officer nearest you immediately."
"Understood."
My mother met us near the entrance, her expression tight with worry d
