Jonas glanced back across at Noah once more.
"Really?" he questioned once more as his assistant nodded.
"That's interesting, because when we contacted Wigan, we went straight to the club. Nothing showed about a representative when I asked them to check for the people behind Leo." He paused.
"If we'd known he was representing the boy, we would have gone to him first. Tried to get him to bring Leo around to the idea before it ever got to Wigan's board. It would have been easier and more certain since I am sure Noah wouldn't reject the idea of being the agent of a kid who played for United."
His assistant nodded slowly. "I don't think Leo had signed with him yet by that point."
Jonas considered that, then rose to his feet, straightening his jacket.
"Why don't we say hi?" he said and started moving.
A few seats along, Noah had his eyes on the pitch, watching the groundstaff make their final checks on the turf below, when he heard a voice from somewhere behind his left shoulder.
