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... d swept in from the sea, curling around the goalposts and whistling through the netting. But Tobi didn’t flinch.
He was first to arrive. Again.
As the sun broke over the trees, he was already halfway through his second lap around the pitch, beads of sweat dripping from his forehead.
It wasn’t just discipline.
It was fear.
Not the loud, crippling kind. The quiet fear. The kind that whispered in his ear every time he read the matchday squad. The fear that to ...
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