The Prospect

Georgia native Austin Colt had always been blessed with a golden right arm. As far back as he could remember, it had been able to produce a blistering fastball that zipped right past batters and rocketed him ever closer to his dream of becoming a great major league pitcher.

But in the first inning of his major league debut, something in Austin's arm popped, and it suddenly became just an arm. It could brush his teeth, sign a birthday card, and pet a dog. Useful, functional, and utterly incap...