ZAC

“Hello, coach.” The man’s head of black hair with gold-brown streaks filled the screen. Then he adjusted his body so his face was in clear view. 

It was a video call and he had initiated it. 

“Leroy, why aren’t you back yet? There’s a game next week and you’re yet to train with the team.” He sounded as though I wanted to bail out and he wasn’t going to let me to. 

“I’ll be back soon, I promise. I just have some business that needed my utmost attention.” I assured him.

“You know we’re heavily relying on you. I am relying on you. You might not be captain but...