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Chapter 58: Vicarage Road
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... y words had been so far.
The room didn’t speak but it was loud with tension.
A few players leaned forward, arms on knees, sweat streaking down their faces. The sound of deep breaths filled the silence.
A kitman dropped fresh water bottles in front of the bench and slipped out wordlessly.
Dawson stood near the centre of the room.
He didn’t speak for several seconds and just stared at his men.
The starters.
The ones who were meant to be setti ...
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