~ ISABELLA~"Stay behind me," Isaac said quietly, and opened the door.Phillip stood in the corridor in yesterday's clothes, his tie crooked and his hair perfectly, suspiciously neat. Two of the guys from the team flanked him. Marcus, our goalie, wouldn't meet my eyes. Danny was chewing his thumbnail. Behind them, a scattering of people from other teams had drifted out of their rooms with paper cups and coffee, and I noticed something else.Half of them were holding up their phones.Phillip's mouth opened, and then it stayed open. He had clearly expected to find someone else standing in that doorway."Captain?" he said."It's seven in the morning, Phillip," Isaac replied."I—this is Alan's room.""Alan lent it to me last night."Phillip's eyes slid past him and found me, standing there in Isaac's jacket with my hair pinned up and my shoes in my hand. I watched the calculations move behind his face."Isabella," he said, and put on his worried voice. "Thank God. I've been looking everyw
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