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Not long after Ling had settled into the private booth, the heavy wooden door creaked open again.
Two figures stepped out of the Manchester drizzle—a ruddy-faced old man with a legendary temper and a handsome man whose face had launched a thousand billboards.
"Sorry we're late, lad," Sir Alex Ferguson grumbled, shaking his umbrella with vigorous frustration.
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