Coach Young's face fell. It was hard to tell if he was angry at the people on the other end of the line, or at the mess with Mia Warren.
Ultimately, Coach Young said, "Alright, I'll be there in fifteen minutes. You all just keep her stable for me."
After he spoke, he turned his head and saw Chloe Sinclair's dark eyes fixed on him, unblinking, like a deep abyss. His heart skipped a beat.
"Wh-what is it?"
Coach Young looked incredibly awkward.
So, Chloe Sinclair asked, "Coach Young, what's happened?"
Chloe Sinclair's voice was soft yet chilly, and for some reason, it made Coach Young feel a little scared.
Moreover, looking into Chloe Sinclair's eyes, Coach Young felt as if he had nowhere to hide from the young woman before him.
"It's nothing. The organizing committee suddenly called me into a meeting, so I'm in a bit of a hurry. Chloe, how about you keep an eye on things here for me?"
