It was just past 3 a.m. when Robin’s hotel room phone rang. He was barely asleep, still wired from the adrenaline of his spectacular debut at Blackgate United. His muscles ached, his mind raced, and his heart hadn't slowed since the final whistle. But the call wasn’t a celebration.It was Tomas. “We’ve got a problem,” he said.Robin sat up instantly. “What now?”“Interpol just issued an international watchlist update. They flagged a passport. With your photo. Under a different name.”Robin’s pulse froze. “The name is... Darren Kalu.” Within the hour, Robin, Don Marco, Velasquez, and Tomas huddled inside a luxury suite in central London.On a screen in front of them: a digital passport image. Robin’s face. Same eyes. Same cheekbone scar. But the name read Darren Kalu. Nigerian national. Born in Port Harcourt. Last seen in Abuja, six years ago. “That’s not me,” Robin said, jaw tight.Marco’s eyes narrowed. “No... but someone wants the world to think it is.”Tomas turned to the group. “I