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The Interview That Went Wrong
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2026-07-12 18:09:39
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The Ice King and The Vixen A Weekend for Two... That Never Happens
Laura Jean POV "I booked a table at that pub near the river in Oxford for eight," Tyler said, setting two bottles of water on the media desk. "Just us. No telemetry sheets, no engine noise, no press releases." I kept my eyes fixed on my laptop screen, typing out the final paragraph of the post-qualifying report. "Eight should work. As long as the post-session driver quotes don't get delayed." Tyler sat on the edge of the desk, leaning down until his chin rested near my shoulder. "Laura Jean, it's a dinner reservation. We can leave at seven-thirty. The world won't stop spinning if you send one report twenty minutes late." "It's not just a report, Ty," I said softly, taking a quick breath. "If Jannis or the engineering team changes his statement after the debrief, I have to update the media portal immediately." "Right. Jannis," Tyler said smoothly, though the slight edge in his voice was impossible to miss. "He seems to require a lot of your immediate attention." Before I could a
The Ice King and The Vixen Pressure Points
Jannis POV "Look at the telemetry on turn three again," Sean said, tapping his finger against the monitor. "You're braking four meters earlier than you were in FP1." I stared at the glowing blue trace on the screen. The lines didn't lie, but my focus kept slipping from the data curves. "I know," I said, my voice flat. "The rear stability was loose on the entry." "The rear is fine, Jannis," Sean replied, frowning as he zoomed in on the section. "You're overthinking the apex. Your entry speed dropped by three kilometers per hour on every single fast lap." "I said I know." Sean held up his hands, taking a step back from the workstation. "Alright. Take five minutes before we run the qualifying simulation. You look like you're about to put a hole through the monitor." I didn't answer. I unzipped the top half of my suit, letting it hang around my waist, and walked out the back door into the narrow alleyway behind the haulers. The cold air hit my face, but it failed to clear my he
The Ice King and The Vixen Uninvited
Laura Jean POV I barely slept. Every tiny noise in Tyler's hotel room felt like someone stepping out of the shadows. By six in the morning, I gave up, packed my bag with everything except the notes I had lost the night before, and caught the early media shuttle from Oxford to Silverstone. Tyler sat beside me, his arm resting over the back of my seat while he tried to make the morning feel normal. He bought two lukewarm coffees from the hotel lobby, talked about how massive the track setup looked. I smiled when I was supposed to and held his hand when he reached for mine, but my mind kept circling back to the same thought. By nine, the paddock was alive with engine noise. I led Tyler through the team building, adjusting my pass. "Stay close," I told him, glancing over my shoulder as a tire cart rolled past. "The mechanics move fast around here, and they don't stop for people looking at their phones." Tyler laughed under his breath and tucked his phone into his jac
The Ice King and The Vixen Collision Course
Laura Jean POV I stood near the edge of the hospitality building, watching Jannis walk away with his phone pressed to his ear. The wind had picked up, cutting straight through my jacket and making me pull it tighter around myself. Instead of heading toward the media center, I turned toward the spectator gates at the back of the paddock. Tyler was standing right outside the accreditation booth. He wore his dark denim jacket over a grey crewneck, his bag slung over one shoulder while he stared around at the massive team haulers and motorhomes with a mixture of curiosity and confusion. Tyler looked so thoroughly New York, so completely out of place against the polished machinery and controlled chaos of an F1 paddock, that it took my brain a second to catch up. Then he spotted me, and his entire face brightened. "Laura Jean!" I walked through the security turnstile and headed toward him, but whatever smile I might have given him never quite made it to my face. A spike of pure str
The Ice King and The Vixen The Wall Cracks
Laura Jean POV The Silverstone paddock had a completely different energy from Monaco, and it took me about four minutes to understand why. Monaco performed. Silverstone didn't. It was loud, slightly chaotic, and completely unapologetic about it. Even the sky couldn't decide between grey and blue. I liked it immediately. I was setting up near the garage entrance when Jannis walked past without breaking stride. He tipped his head slightly. "You're in the wrong place." "Good morning to you too," I smiled. He stopped and turned back, a faint crease forming between his brows. "The media pen is on the other side of the garage." "I know where the media pen is. I've done this enough times." "Then you know you're in the wrong place." "I'm exactly where Antonio told me to be." He hesitated, just enough for me to notice, before looking toward Antonio's office. "Antonio told you to stand here?" I held up the notes I'd been carrying all morning. "He told me to shadow the eng
The Ice King and The Vixen Home Isn't Home
Laura Jean POV I was almost back to the hotel when my phone buzzed. I pulled my phone out as I walked. Unknown number. Stay away from the girl. I stopped without thinking, reading the message twice while the evening crowd carried on around me. Tourists drifted past with shopping bags, team staff crossed the street in small groups, and somewhere behind me somebody laughed loudly enough to turn a few heads. Someone had been watching the park. Seen Ash and me on that bench before Jannis arrived, and decided it mattered enough to send me a warning. I slipped the phone back into my pocket and kept walking. Tyler called just after eight. I was sitting cross-legged on the hotel bed with my laptop open in front of me, staring at the same blank document I'd been avoiding for the better part of twenty minutes, when his name appeared on the screen. I answered on the third ring. "Hey, you," he said warmly. "Hey." I smiled despite myself as I closed the laptop. "How's the tap?" "Fixed i
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