With everyone going back to smaller groups, and Zeke going with Mr. Cameron for an interview, Noah and I moved to the backyard to get some space. Oddly, we weren't the only ones with that idea. A tall young man was standing on the back patio, staring at the twin's pitching training equipment. I recognized him as the friend of Zeke. The one he wanted in the video that stood opposite of Noah and I.
"Hey Rhys!" Noah greeted, closing the sliding door behind us. It was cool outside, but it was definitely getting warmer with summer around the corner.
The young man turned and gave us a smile. "Hey, Noah. How are you?"
"Not bad! Can't complain." Noah sized him up, looking him up and down like he was a mannequin. "How about you? You look like you're staying in shape."
A corner of his mouth lifted to form a half-smile. "I do what I can." He looked at me. "You must be Jake? I've heard a lot about you." He held out his right hand.
