David had made his decision. Zoey and Jason who even though didn't know the specifics of what he was advising, were right. He would be a fool to turn this opportunity down. He was playing football for himself, and this was the chance of a lifetime—playing for the biggest team in England. The excitement hit him like a wave, and he couldn't contain it. He grabbed the business card he had thrown away earlier, picked up the phone, and dialed the number.
"Hello?" Jonathan's voice came through the line.
Before David could speak, Jonathan quickly added, "If this is the loan company, I'm telling you guys, I'll pay you soon. Just wait."
David chuckled. "Nah, it's David Jones, not the loan company."
There was silence on the other end for a moment. Then Jonathan's familiar laugh broke the quiet. "Ha ha, just messing with you, kid. I knew it was you. How've you been?"
David's response was simple but truthful. "Sure."