Chapter Two: The One-Pound Club

The small flame of trust flickered. Lin wiped blood from his shin. “Cut Saturday's tickets from eight pounds to five.” Mara stared. “We need revenue, and you're lowering the price?” “Under-twelves free. Ask the players to share proof the arrears were paid. Tell the town Saturday is not merely a friendly.” “What is it?” Lin looked at the wind-bleached seats. “A vote on whether Greyport still wants a football club.”