©NovelBuddy
Previous chapter:
Chapter 77: Tactical Gamble
Next chapter:
Chapter 79: Second or Nothing
PREVIEW
... ftime whistle cut through the mist, the crowd’s roar fading to a tense silence. Around a thousand Crawley fans gripped their scarves, eyes fixed on the pitch, hearts pounding with hope. The tunnel air buzzed as Crawley prepared to step back out, red shirts blazing faintly in the swirling mist. Max’s gaze met the challenge, fierce and unyielding.
Second Half:
The whistle blew at 4:15 p.m., Crawley’s kickoff sharp, Max prowling the box, mist streaking his face, his boots carving th ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE