Marco's lips curled into a knowing smile almost immediately.
Javi noticed it too.
"So that's it then," Marco said softly.
Lukas didn't answer directly.
But he didn't need to.
Marco stood up from the couch, pulling his phone out already.
"I'll arrange the call for tomorrow morning."
* * *
The next morning.
The conference room inside Rising Talent Agency was quiet again.
Only the faint hum of the air conditioner and the soft static from the laptop speakers remained after the call.
Lukas sat back in the executive chair with one side of the headset hanging loosely off his ear while the video call screen slowly faded to black.
On the screen just before it disconnected, Diego Simeone had smiled and leaned slightly closer to the camera.
"Espero verte pronto con nosotros en América."
The translator sitting beside Lukas immediately turned toward him.
"He says he hopes to see you with them soon in America. At the training camp."
Simeone gave one final nod through the screen.
