Todos os capítulos de Falling For The Captain: Capítulo 21 - Capítulo 30

Daniel refused to leave Manchester straight away.He was happy to meet them at a café the following morning, as long as they kept the location of his accommodation a secret. Before they left, Daniel allowed Isabella to photograph the documents, but insisted she kept the originals safe.Alexander offered to stay with him.Daniel refused."You don't get to turn up after seven years and decide you're responsible for me."Alexander took the rebuke with good grace."Then let me arrange somewhere safer. You can choose where you go."Daniel studied him."That's the first sensible thing you've said today."Despite everything, Isabella almost smiled.They left Daniel's house and checked into a hotel in the city centre. Once they were inside their room, Isabella laid out the photographs of the documents over the desk. Alexander stood by the window."You're quiet.""I'm thinking.""About Daniel?""About Daniel. About my father. About how many people have spent years hiding things from me."Ale

The headline appeared on the website at 8.15 on Monday morning.WESTBRIDGE CAPTAIN IN SECRET DEAL WITH JOURNALIST INVESTIGATING CLUB.Isabella read it twice before the words finally registered. The article claimed that she had acquired documents from her relationship with Alexander in order to secure access to Westbridge's internal affairs.It was accompanied by a photograph of them kissing outside of the charity event. It also named Daniel Mercer as a former academy player who had stolen club records before vanishing, and the final paragraph suggested that Isabella's investigation was based on unreliable sources and revenge.She felt sick.Her phone started ringing."Have you seen it?" her editor, Margaret, asked."Yes."" Don't respond publicly. We are reviewing the claims and tracing the source. Are the documents secure?""Yes.""Good. I want to see copies of everything you have collected with a record of where it came from. We need to protect you and the paper."Isabella agreed. W

Two days later.An official statement was released from Westbridge FC. It stated that Alexander would not be captain for their next league game. However, it also stated that this was only for now whilst they look into the matter.It was a short statement.However, the response was huge.It was covered on the sports shows and online arguments broke out about whether or not he should stay at Westbridge. Former players also commented on his decision and loyalty.Many people defended him, whilst others said he was a distraction.Alexander wasn’t an avid reader.He had spent most of his life playing football. It was the only time he felt like the world was simple.There was clear rules, goals to achieve, people you can trust and only one person to play against.But even the changing rooms felt different.Alexander walked into training and noticed his armband wasn’t in his locker."You alright?" Daniel Brooks asked."Yeah.""Nice try."Alexander shut his locker."I’ll be fine.""I’m not wor

Isabella Reed arrived at the quiet café just off St Paul’s Cathedral at exactly ten o’clock.Michael Grant was already there.He was sat at the furthest table from the entrance wearing a dark suit and looking much older than the previous week. His coffee was still untouched.He stood up when Isabella arrived.‘Thanks for coming.’‘You said you had something important to tell me.’‘I do.’She sat down and put her phone on the table.Michael checked.‘You’re recording?’‘I’m just taking some notes. If you’d like to give a formal statement then we can organise that.’He nodded.‘Okay.’Isabella opened her notebook.‘So where are the missing records?’‘Some were transferred to a private storage facility. The rest went to Harold Finch, a solicitor who worked with the clubs previous legal advisors.’‘Was he involved in the cover-up?’‘I’m not sure. I was told he would keep the documents safe until the investigation could be carried out.’‘Did he?’‘No.’Michael looked at his hands.‘A few w

Harold Finch lived in a peaceful little village just outside of London. He lived in a red brick building with an immaculate hedge.Isabella arrived just before noon.She had told Margaret she would be arriving and gave the details to the legal advisor for the newspaper. She had said she would return as soon as possible and did not want to bring any recording devices.She would be taking notes.An elderly man opened the door.He was tall, slightly stooped with silvery hair and tired blue eyes. He was wearing a grey cardigan and white shirt."Miss Reed?""Yes. Thank you for seeing me.""Please come in."The house smelled slightly like books from years gone by. Harold led Isabella into the study. The majority of the walls were lined with bookshelves."Would you like some tea?""Yes please."They chatted for a few minutes about small talk such as the weather, how she had travelled and how hard it was to find true information about the old company records.Harold put his cup down."You sai