Atalanta Headquarters - Director's Office
Luca Percassi stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows of his office, phone pressed to his ear as the late afternoon sun cast golden light across Bergamo. Below, the training complex buzzed with activity—first team players finishing their session, staff moving between buildings with purposeful strides.
"Gian Piero," he said, his voice carrying a mixture of amusement and intrigue. "I just finished with the contract negotiations."
On the other end, Gasperini's voice was immediately attentive. "How did it go?"
"It went well. Very well, actually. Both boys signed without issue." Percassi turned from the window, a smile playing at his lips. "But something interesting happened during the discussions."
"Oh?" Gasperini's tone sharpened with interest.
