Chapter 33

Rafferty called that guy over.

He was a blonde, barely in his twenties. But from the way he talked, it was clear he knew his stuff.

He had modified plenty of race cars and had a knack for pinpointing exactly what was wrong with a vehicle.

Calliope had a chat with him and secured his help for Saturday.

"Money's not an issue, but I need you to fix that car and make sure it's running perfectly. I can't have anything happening to it," Calliope said seriously to the young mechanic.

"Don't worry, this is what I do best. If you're his friend, the money doesn't matter."

After he left, Rafferty, ever the curious one, asked, "Who are you helping out?"

"My bro, Norton Shepherd," Calliope replied, her eyes thoughtful. "You met him once when he came around looking for me."

I remember him.

participates in races from

thoughts drifted back to

never received any care from her own brothers since a kid; in fact, there were other three brothers

was a child. Even after she returned to the Jewell family, whenever she visited the countryside, they went out of

with them over her

very race that was looming now. The thought of how Norton had suffered haunted her. She had been too late to

have happened to Norton, and even if there was, it wouldn't have

up for it, it was futile. Norton had already caught in a

would be different. She would protect Norton,

...

was

left that morning in a huff, and she wanted to make it

waited until midnight, and Silas never came home. Instead, she received a text saying he wouldn't be back-he had

sank; it seemed Silas

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