July 3, 2010 – 8:10 PM
Location: Albarado Backyard Court
The evening air was thick with summer heat, but the wind carried a breeze just cool enough to stir the leaves on the tall trees surrounding the Albarado home. A flickering backyard light buzzed softly above the old court.
Now, it stood as the battleground.
A tall man in a sleeveless black shirt adjusted his wristband and rolled his shoulders. Alfred Albarado, age forty-one, was a legend in his own right. A former professional basketball champion with multiple titles under his belt, he now wore the suit of a sports analyst for BAC—Basketball Asian Company. But tonight? He was just a father ready to lace up again.
On the opposite end stood his son, Ethan Albarado, a fourteen-year-old with sweat still clinging to his brow, eyes sharp and determined. He wasn't just Alfred's son—he was once Jonathan Brandit, the boy who had lost it all and was now living a second life.
