Called in the Sixth

The game is called in the sixth, the power dies, and the stadium's service elevator stops between the press level and the clubhouse. For eight months Jess Navarro has watched Marco Serna from the press box and gotten one-word answers at his locker. Now the starting pitcher is soaked to the skin beside her, there's no signal, and he has read every word she ever wrote about him. There's a rule on the beat, and her press pass is still around her neck. The lights should be back in about an hour.