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... AFAS Training Complex. The walls were adorned in pictures of AZ Alkmaar's legends and previous domestic triumphs.

The chief scout, Hans Van de Zee, was standing by the doorway as they approached. He gave Adam a short nod when he saw Benjamin, then motioned for Benjamin to follow him down one of the long, halls.

Hans stated calmly to Benjamin, "Let's get you sorted out with your medical and then tomorrow, you'll be officially announced as part of the first team. This is standard p ...

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