Thankful that at least a handful of payphones still existed, Sven scrounged for a handful of coins and held up a crumpled piece of paper with a phone number on it. He dialed and waited for it to connect.

"Mr. Grimsby, I hope you are well today. This is Devon Edwards. I was hoping that we could discuss some of the club's internal structure. Would you be willing to meet or should we speak over the phone?"

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