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Emily POVThe FIA confirmation letter arrived on a Tuesday morning while I was standing barefoot in the kitchen in Nathan's shirt, making coffee I never planned to share.He came downstairs still half-asleep, hair loose, wearing nothing but track pants and the look he carried before the day had fully claimed him soft, unhurried, slightly rumpled in a way that no amount of tailored suits during business hours could undo. And he was more dangerous in his fancy suit than in a boardroom. Nathan was controlled, thinking every word before it left his mouth. Our seven years of marriage hadn't made that any less disarming. If anything happened, it would have gotten worse."You're smiling at your phone," he said, reaching past me for a mug. His chest brushed my shoulder. I held my tablet screen up without a word.Lotus Racing Full Constructor Entry Confirmed. 2027 FIA Formula One World Championship.He read it once. Set his mug down and read it again. Then he looked at me with an expression I

Emily POVThe Testing at Silverstone in November felt like coming home to a house that had been redecorated while you were away. Same structure, same cold English air. The smell of damp grass and rubber melting rubber tyres on the track. Different cars under me. Different names on the pit wall above with the same feeling in my chest the moment the engine fired.I had no business being in the car.I was the team principal. I had Davies and Lucas for the driving, our two talented, contracted, insured, purposefully employed racing drivers who were paid specifically so that I did not have to sit in the cockpit. My job was in the pit, the car data, the strategy calls, the tyre decisions, the three hundred micro adjustments per race But Davies had taken a neck injury from a karting shunt two weeks earlier, a minor one actually but it'd take two weeks for his full recovery and we needed setup data from a driver with the sensitivity to feel what the car wanted at its absolute limit. Not inst

Blake POVVoss was already seated when I walked in. Coffee untouched and he was completely at ease. That alone told me something nervous people never look that comfortable.I sat across from him without a word."Mr Thompson," he said . "I wondered when Lothan Industries would send someone.""You made yourself easy to find."“Running implies fear." He slid a document across the table before I'd finished sitting. "FIA complaint filing. Damien gave me a copy. I'm giving it to you.""What does it say?""Emily competed in 2010 with deliberate neurological enhancement she knowingly concealed. That Marcus authorised it. Every word is demonstrably false but disproving it takes months of formal investigation. While the FIA investigates, Lothan-Lotus loses its constructor licence. Your season dies before the first race.""You designed this complaint.""I designed everything Damien has used against your team." No apology but just facts”. "Which means I'm the only person who can help you dismantl

Emily POVWe ran the entire length of the car park.Nathan reached the facility entrance first and held his badge to the scanner without breaking stride. The doors opened and we went through together.Claire met us in the corridor, already moving toward us. "Brake caliper Front left. The Polymer degradant in the hydraulic line, the same method Voss described. Whoever did this used our exact specification documents.""Is Phoenix drivable?" I asked."Not until I strip and replace the entire front brake assembly." She kept pace beside us. "Emily, this wasn't a rushed job, someone took their time. They knew exactly what they were doing and where to do it.""Bradley is in this building," Nathan said."Or was." Blake's voice came through my earpiece. "Santiago has footage of a male figure on level two, maintenance corridor, eleven forty-seven PM. He's wearing a staff uniform. Santiago can't get a clean face, he knows where every camera is positioned.""He's been here before," I said. "He kn

Nathan POVMarcus met us at the estate entrance still holding his phone."Catherine called three times," he said. "The third time she told me she'd keep calling until Emily picked up."Emily walked straight past him without stopping.I looked at Marcus. "Give us ten minutes."He nodded and stepped aside.I found Emily in the kitchen standing at the counter with her back to me. "Emily.""I heard you," she said. "Ten minutes.""I meant for Marcus. Not for you." I came around to face her. "Talk to me."She looked up. Her eyes were dry but the exhaustion in them ran deep, the kind that sleep doesn't fully fix. "She used us, Nathan. Singapore, the therapy, the transparency she performed all of it while her research files were already circulating in Bradley's network. She knew what Voss had taken. She had to know.""Probably.""And she said nothing.""No.""And she's calling now because Bradley's in custody and the crisis is over and she's afraid I'll close the door permanently." She exhal