Wednesday, August 28th, 2022
Nike European Headquarters, Milan
3:27 PM
Alessandro stepped out of the conference room with his phone already pressed to his ear, and his voice carried down the hallway as he spoke rapidly in Italian about legal drafts and contract timelines.
Demien stood near the exit gathering his things while Marco slipped the Nike box containing the prototype Mercurials into his bag, and the meeting had gone better than expected with numbers that made sense and terms that felt fair.
The elevator doors opened at the end of the hall, and someone stepped out.
Demien's hands froze on his jacket zipper.
Adriano Ventresca walked toward them wearing dark jeans and a crisp white Nike t-shirt with the swoosh prominent across his chest, and his presence hit like cold water because seeing him here in Milan's Nike headquarters meant something Demien hadn't considered.
Adriano was a Nike athlete.
