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Chapter 34

Larry hesitated for a second, unsure how to respond. But what Quinlyn said made sense. No matter how much he loved pushing his limits, he’d never drag a kid into something dangerous like this.

Stanley seemed to get the point. He could feel something stir in his chest. He gritted his teeth and shot Quinlyn a look. I get it. You’re looking out for Larry. He’s my friend. I’ve got this. Get out of the car. I’ll take over”

Quinly didn’t budge. She kept her hands tight on the seatbelt, turned her face away, and stared straight ahead, her eyes calm and unshaken.

Just then, the cars in the next lane started honking.

A guy with messy yellow hair leaned out the window and shouted, “Larry! If you’re scared, go home and drink some milk! Don’t waste our time. Damn, it’s just a race! Why are you guys acting like we’re saying goodbye? Let’s go already!”

Then the others joined in, shouting and laughing.

The noise was getting to Stanley. He knew he wasn’t going to convince Quinlyn to change her mind. He grabbed Larry by the collar, yanked him closer, and growled with fiery eyes. “Get my sister back safely. You hear me?”

Once he barked the order. Stanley shoved Larry away and darted toward the stands to fire up his laptop, ready to monitor

the race.

On the big screen by the starting line, the countdown had already begun. Engines roared as the cars revved up, the tension building-

Through the deafening noise, Larry glanced at Quinlyn, looking like she was asking for trouble. He muttered under his breath as he started his engine, the sound roaring to life. “Better hold on tight. If you get tossed out, don’t expect me to catch

you.

Quinlyn gave him a small nod, her expression still calm. “Mm.”

Right as she finished, the countdown hit zero..

The cars shot forward, engines roaring like a pack of wild animals released from their cages.

off like a rocket, leading the race right from the start. The vast mountain view ahead of him made him feel. unstoppable. He glanced over his shoulder at his competitors and couldn’t help but let out a

path? I own

finished bragging than Stanley’s voice came through the radio, cutting

it off. Stop showing off. Slow down and

on the wheel. “What’s your deal, man? Why are you into troublemaking kids like her? She’s not even close to

snapped, his voice full of irritation. “Don’t

tone softened as he spoke about Quinlyn. “She’s amazing, but someone like you wouldn’t understand. If she tells you to do

Stanley was. “You really want me, a professional driver, to listen to a kid? You’re

retorted, his voice colder now. But when he mentioned Quinlyn,

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words. Trust me. You’ll

were bickering back and forth, a car sped past them.

of their

He turned to Quinlyn with a grin, “Looks like I’m not going for the win today because of you. Maybe I should

argue, but before he could speak, Quinlyn’s clear, calmn voice came through

at her. She was still staring straight ahead, her expression

“Watch the road.

a kid–but his amusement quickly faded as he saw the car in

his breath, jerking the wheel to the

into his lane, blocking

was when Larry realized the driver was doing it

idiots!” Larry

100 Stanley’s voice came through the radio. “If they trap you between both of them, you’re in serious trouble on this bend ahead,”

both cars trapped him, his view would be blockerl. If the car behind him hit him just right,

that well. He slammed the gas and tried to

wasn’t letting up. It stayed

dripping from his palms. The other two cars were closing

voice rang in his cars.

froze for a moment, his

he’d misheard her.

later, Quinlyn’s voice came again, steady and clear.

the wheel. He quickly glanced over at the passenger seat. There she was–Quinlyn, sitting up straight, sunlight streaming through the window and making her little face

kid, calmly telling him to crash