Minute 70
I was in trouble. Big time.
Takeshi was at the same school most of my teammates were. I should have planned everything better right from the start, but didn’t. I didn’t even know who he would see on a daily basis. It never occurred to me to even ask for phone numbers from anybody. Except for a few key adult people in the team, I didn’t have any means of contacting them and talk. It would be highly likely that Takeshi would talk to at least a few, sooner or later.
I went to the Club website, then to the Team organizing one, I searched for ways to contact Takeshi, but the only option I found was to send a mass email message that would be received by everybody in the team. It would be weird to craft a message everybody would read, asking Takeshi to call me, please, it’s really im
