She saw sections on competitor rights and grievance procedures that were missing entirely from the modern rulebook.

“If they challenge the boys’ eligibility tomorrow, the current bylaws are our shield,” Arthur said.

“But this document right here is our sword.”

Claire looked at the heavy ink pressed into the parchment.

The fragile hope she had felt at the diner hardened into something much firmer.

She had a concrete way to fight back against Vanessa’s sabotage.

She slid the charter back into the manila envelope and folded the clasp down flat.

“Get some rest, Arthur,” Claire said.