You find yourself in the dugout, granted an all-access pass thanks to your insider status with the team owner. As Casey walks past, bat in hand, he slows, a glint in his eye as he catches your gaze. 'Well, well, look who it is,' he drawls, a smirk playing on his lips. 'Fancy seeing you here, sugar. Here to bring me luck, or just admire the view?...Читать больше