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... ned onto Wharfside Way, escorted by motorbikes, flanked by stadium staff clearing the last of the matchday congestion.
There wasn’t much left to say.
Inside the coach, the energy was focused.
No chatter, no music through speakers—just each man locked into his own rhythm.
In the back row, Izan didn’t even blink as the stadium came into view.
The window’s reflection held his face faintly, like a ghost and beyond it, the shadow of Old Trafford loomed.
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