The Soccer King: My AI-Powered Eye

Arthur Wilde was called the King of Soccer. He would not throw matches for the Sterling family, who ran that side of the sport, and they killed him for it. He was dying when he gave his eight-year-old son Jace his AI contact lenses and told him to stay off a football pitch for the rest of his life. Jace spent the next twelve years under a name that was not his. He got as far as ball boy at Velocity Club, the bottom job there, and the club was sliding. When the Sterlings moved in to take it over, Jace put the lenses in and played. With the lenses working, everything in front of him moves along a line he can read before it happens. He measures the shift in an opponent's weight as it starts and walks the ball into the box. His talent gets noticed, which he had not arranged for. Sienna Sterling made a deal with him behind her brother Alister's back. Jace would take Velocity to the championship, and what Alister had done would come out with it. He played through a torn Achilles tendon and a cracked fibula, referees who had been paid off, and people who came for him between matches.