Dark Moves Of Love ~ Neymar Jr

Chapter 75

"Come on in."

"Hi coach, do you have a minute?"

Scolari raised his head to look at me. "Yes, come on in." he repeated.

"Thanks." I said when he motioned towards a seat across from him and I sat down. "Look coach..." I started, still unsure of what to say.

"Is this about your little excursion?" He asked me.

I nodded. "Yeah. I've come to tell you it was... well, it was me who planned it. And I'm also the reason we didn't leave the park before the storm and got stranded there." I said, looking down the whole time.

"Really? That's not what I heard."

"It's not?" I asked, finally looking at him again.

"From what I've heard, you had an outdated map."

"You know about the map?"

"Olivia, I know everything." He said.

Not everything, I thought. Because if he knew about Neymar and me there was no way I'd still be here.

"And like you other excursion in Rio — the scavenger hunt, wasn't it? — I know this idea is David Luiz's brain child. What I don't know, is why you're here."

"Well you've banned us for a reason, haven't you? I thought—"

"We didn't ban you Olivia. The excursion is not the reason you haven't attended practice for the last two days. Believe me, I've coached a lot of teams over the years, if we were to ban people every time something like this happened, we'd have no one left to play."

I was speechless. "Then... what's the reason?"

"Well," He started, looking uneasy for the first time. "There have been some leaks."

"Leaks? How?"

"That's what we are trying to determine."

"And you've trying to control who knows what so that you find out who's the mole?" I said, finally connecting the dots.

"Precisely."

"And have you?"

"Not yet. But I've my suspicions."

I nodded, processing the information. Someone here knowingly or unknowingly has been leaking information. I couldn't believe that someone from the people I knew would do something like that voluntarily.

"And why tell me?" I finally asked.

"Isn't it obvious? I trust you."

~

"You didn't." I heard a voice the second I entered my room. Neymar was standing by the window, looking at me. "You said you wouldn't. Liv, why would you?"

"I had to..." I started saying.

"What happened?"

"It's all good. Well not entirely good, but we've been reinstated."

"That's great! What did you tell him? Did you take the blame?"

"I tried." I said and he gave me a scolding look.

"You realize that he could have kicked you out right? What then?"

"I know. But I couldn't let Peter and Marina..."

"Aghh." Neymar made a sound, pressing his hand on his forehead.

"What's wrong?"

"Do you have any idea how frustrating it is to be so mad at you and proud of you at the same time?"