D.I.V.E. University.

Museu de Futbol Club Barcelona: Don't Drop It!

"What?! One of you went missing?" Zidane sounded angry on the other side of the line. He's the one responsible for their team after all.

Cristiano tried to reason, "Not missing, we just..." he tried to come up with the right words but find nothing, "can't find him."

"Same thing, Ronaldo." A pause. "Alright, I'll send more people."

Cristiano glanced at the others nervously. He knew bringing more people into the team wasn't the part of the plan in the first place. "That would be unnecessary."

"That is not your decision."

David sneaked out from the group after Straw Girl told him to go to the nearest payphone. After debating with himself, he had told Victoria about the university. He didn't know if he would ever regret his decision or not. The phone rang, he picked up and heard Victoria speaking, "Change plan, wait until they lead us to the final clue and we'll take them down." Then the line was off.

He hung up the phone before the phone in his pocket vibrated. "David?" he heard Sergio's voice from the other side of the line.

"Sergio?"

He heard Sergio sighed in relief, "Thank God, I keep dialing the wrong number trying to reach one of you. Good thing one of you got easy-to-remember phone number."

"How are you?" he sounded concern before changing completely, "And where on earth have you been?!"

"I'm fine," Sergio told him. "No, I'm great. I'm with Gerard."

"Oh," David didn't know what to say. "We're looking for you." And by the way, you still haven't told me about your exact location. "We're having a hard time here."

"Look, I'll tell you about the next clue and I'll see you there."

Iker heard it. All of it. He had stalked after David when he noticed the guy sneaked out of the group, and he used his device to overhear from a few meters away. And now he didn't know if he should trust David or not. He heard about Sergio too, and after Sergio hung up he walked towards David, making David jumped in surprise when he saw him, "Iker!"

Iker just looked at him with sharp eyes but didn't say anything.

David wondered if Iker knew. He avoided the subject, there's something more urgent right now. "Sergio's just called."

I know.

Once David told them about the clue Sergio had given him, both team rushed to their cars, racing to a museum.

"Faster, Iker! Faster!" Thomas shouted from the back of the car, facing backward, looking at the other's team car. "They're coming!"

Iker turned his head, "Why the fuck is he still here?!" he saw that now Thomas is not alone, "And why the cameramen are here too?!"

"No wonder this car is so crumped," Cristiano grumbled, "We need a new car."

"Iker, watch out!" Arbeloa slapped him from the shotgun. The other team's car was trying to cut their lane off.

Iker swerved to the other's car direction to make them shirk. He opened the window and shouted at the other team, "Get out of my lane!"