Chapter 25

So why did he hesitate?

“Jensen!”

He flinched back from the edge, disoriented. Coach Cooper was striding across the tiles, trainers squeaking.

“A word,” he said, jerking his head towards the plastic seats of the observers’ stands.

“Uh,” Luca said. “Yes, Coach.” He followed meekly, knowing better than to push his luck with Coach Cooper. He was a harsh teacher. He had kicked more than a few boys off the team for just mucking about instead of taking training seriously. And frankly, he was six foot eight and fucking scary when he was pissed.

“Sit.”

Luca sat.

“What exactly did Collins say to you.”