I was nearly at the main gate when Garrison called back urgently. "Update: the mysterious woman is climbing into a black Maserati sports car." My pulse stopped entirely. I sprinted back into the house, snatched my car keys, and tore out of the driveway like my life depended on catching up. In the
I scoffed loud enough that the waitress glanced over with concern. "I would literally rather decapitate myself than develop feelings for that ugly duckling. She'll be the one falling head over heels in love. And when she thinks I'm about to catch her and reciprocate, I'll step aside and let her cras
DANNY Earlier that morning, after my productive meeting with the private investigator, I'd called Asher and suggested breakfast. We met at our usual spot downtown, where the coffee was overpriced and the waitstaff moved slow enough to allow for proper conversation without interruption. "So," Ash
"In lane one, we have Viper in his modified Dodge Challenger! Lane two features our returning champion, the mystery racer known only as Black Red! Lane three brings us Nitro in his souped-up Mustang! And in lane four, we have newcomer Phoenix in what might be the fastest BMW we've ever seen on this
I thought quickly. I needed an escape plan that didn't involve Danny seeing me in racing gear. I grabbed my phone and called Marcus, one of my most trusted assistants. "I need a favor. Bring the black Maserati and park it outside the compound where the security guard won't see it. It should be her
KELLY Danny sat on my bed for what felt like an eternity, clutching his foot and groaning like I'd just severed his entire leg. The man was more dramatic than a soap opera actor. "Are you done yet?" I asked, arms crossed, tapping my heel impatiently on the floor. He finally sat up, giving me t