Suddenly, the phone vibrated. A notification from the payment app flashed:

Marcus had found them on a niche collector’s forum. The seller, a guy from Coral Gables who went by TheU_Legacy , had been cagey. He wanted a "true fan" to take them, not a reseller looking to flip them for a quick profit. Marcus had sent photos of his old college ID and his worn-out LeBron 7s just to prove he was worthy.

Marcus leaned back against the hard plastic airport chair, a massive grin spreading across his face. He didn't care about the delayed flight or the lukewarm coffee in his hand. Somewhere in a warehouse in Florida, a box was being taped shut. Inside was a piece of history, wrapped in tissue paper, waiting to hit the pavement for the first time in over a decade. The "Hurricanes" were finally coming home.