They stood by the back gate of the club grounds as they head towards the parking lot, the sky above them dim with evening light, the air thick with the lingering scent of grass and sweat. Most of the players had already gone home. The car park was nearly empty. It felt like the world had gone still around them.

Maya zipped up her jacket, her fingers trembling slightly from the cold.

Leo watched her quietly. “We’ll catch them,” he said, his voice low but steady. “Scarlett, Liam, ...