Chapter 3
2 years later
Nathaniel Cruz was leaning against the wall of Camp Nou’s dressing room, deep in thought. The atmosphere wasn’t only charged in the packed stadium, but it felt the same inside the dressing rooms too. When his phone rang, he left the noise and the buzz and found some peace and quiet at the end of the hallway. Carolin’s mother was calling him. Again. At the worst of times, as ever. She was worried about her daughter. But who didn’t worry about her? She drove her whole family crazy. They hadn’t heard from her for two days, but since it hadn’t been the first time something like this had happened, Nate hadn’t taken the issue too much to heart. Still, he promised Mrs Ruiz that as soon as he could get away from the stadium, he would go looking for her.
Having learned fr
