Greatest Of All Legends

After begging his sister to the high heavens, Faris finally got Amira to turn around and take him to the first class lounge with her under the excuse that she forgot something.

The attendant who was pushing Amira's luggage would have been annoyed by the whole farce if Faris hadn't given him a hefty tip.

After receiving some money that he swiftly pocketed, he didn't mind pushing the luggage anywhere they needed to go.

In the end, Faris managed to meet Jason who was enjoying a meal when they arrived.

Surprised that Amira was here to see him again, he had to cover his mouth to stop his laughter from bursting out when he realized this haughty woman had somehow been pressured by her brother into bringing him over.

Amira was literally staring daggers at him as he signed a jersey Faris had quickly bought outside and then they took a couple of pictures.

In the end, Faris gave Jason his number to contact him any other time he came to Dubai, which Jason gratefully accepted and gave him his number in return… which didn't happen very often… in fact, it hadn't ever happened.

Jason had never given a fan his contact details, but this time, he didn't mind, plus, he knew Amira and he was sure this woman was too haughty to ask for his contact details.

After they finally left Jason went back to his meal while on the outside of the lounge, Amira snatched Faris's phone and took Jason's contact information.

Faris didn't even bother complaining as long as his sister didn't delete it from his phone.

***

A short while after that, Jason was on another plane that was heading to Lagos, Nigeria. It was a smaller plane, but still an Emirates first class suites plane so his experience was merely switched up and didn't deteriorate in the slightest.

Hours later, he touched down in Nigeria and from there the NFA took over.

While he had paid for his own ticket to Nigeria because he missed the initial flight due to his situation, he still had the NFA waiting for him at the airport.

Getting a fast track through the immigration, he was soon surrounded by security guards and even police men with guns who guided him through the airport.

'Thinking to himself whether the whole fiasco was absolutely necessary,' he allowed them to control the situation, but now that he was being protected as he walked through the airport, his movements garnered more attention than it should have if he was alone.

Of course, Jason wasn't thinking from the perspective that he had become a lot more famous and his face was now very widely known in his home country, so if he was noticed without security, he wouldn't be leaving the airport so easily.

Many people quickly took out their phones to take pictures and record videos of the situation because despite being surrounded, Jason's face was mostly covered up so people didn't know who was being protected.

They just knew some bigshot was being closely protected through the airport and seeing as he looked young, he was definitely not a politician, so he could only be a rich and famous person.

Once the attention fully fell on him though, the more observant people began to guess who it was but Jason was almost out of the airport anyway and was soon ushered into a black Toyota Prado that was a part of a four car convoy.

Soon after he left, videos started appearing online about his arrival in the country as some of his fans had recognized him at the airport and considering the situation, it made sense that he would be arriving at the country at this time.

Jason didn't know all this as he was being taken to the hotel where the other players who were called up for the friendly games were staying.

Seeing a message from Rohr telling him to rest for the rest of the day and join the team in training tomorrow, he closed his phone and busied himself looking outside through the tinted screens.

The cars blazed through the streets at a comfortable pace, but thanks to the police cars leading and following convoy, they weren't affected by traffic and were soon at the hotel.

Saying a quick thanks to the driver, he walked into the hotel, still in the care of the FAA staff who ensured he checked in to the hotel and that everything was fine before they left.

Closing the door behind him, Jason kicked off his shoes and lay carefree on the bed. Expecting tiredness from the flight to kick in, he spent the next thirty minutes just staring at the ceiling before he got back up.

Since he had spent most of the time on the plane sleeping, he wasn't all that tired for once.

'Guess flying first class really does change a lot of things,' he thought to himself and started taking off his clothes, deciding to go for a quick shower.

Done washing up, he looked at the two bags he had brought with him from Italy and remembered that he needed to get some other clothes. That and he needed to get some workout in.

For the last three days, he hadn't done anything even remotely physically exerting and if this continued, by the time the new season was to start, he wouldn't be match fit at all.

He had asked earlier, but since this hotel was more for events and short term stays, it didn't have a gym, so now he needed to find a gym and also get some new clothes while he was at it.

Calling the lobby as he put on his clothes, a voice came through after one ring.

"Good afternoon, what can I do for you?" a voice came from the intercom.

"Can you arrange a car rental for me? Self drive preferably," Jason asked.

"Self drive? Okay, we can arrange that for you. What room are you calling from and what type of car would you like arranged?" the professional voice at the other asked.

"Room 404. Something comfortable, maybe a Mercedes or Lexus, and I need it in thirty minutes," Jason replied, almost done putting on his clothes.

"Okay. We'll call you once the car arrives. Please make sure you have all the appropriate documents you'll need to process the rental," the person on the other end recognized the room number as one of the VIP rooms and didn't bother asking any other questions about pricing.

"Alright," Jason replied and hung up the on the intercom, grabbing his phone to find a place to get clothes and a gym.