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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

kid, watch me crush them. This mountain path? I own it,” he

had he finished bragging than Stanley’s voice came through the

off. Slow down and don’t scare my

your deal, man? Why are you into troublemaking kids like her? She’s not even close to your foster daughter–at least she knows how to be sweet and

full of irritation. “Don’t you dare compare Quinlyn to her! Quinlyn’s different.”

but someone like you wouldn’t understand. If she tells you to do something on the road, you better

sis–cont” Larry chuckled, shaking his head. He couldn’t believe how obsessed Stanley was. “You really want me, a professional driver, to listen to a

trying to help you out, Stanley retorted, his voice colder now.

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in his words. Trust me.

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

of their competitorS,

suddenly feeling less competitive. He turned to Quinlyn with a grin, “Looks like

could speak, Quinlyn’s

in surprise, glancing over at her. She was still staring straight ahead, her expression serious. Something about the way she held herself

the road. It’s

as he saw the car in front of him suddenly slow down. The back of it was getting

breath, jerking the wheel to the side to

car swerved into his lane,

the driver was doing it on

idiots!”

The car behind us is closing in, 100 Stanley’s voice came through the radio. “If they trap you between both of them, you’re in serious trouble on this

blockerl. If the car behind him hit him just

well. He slammed the gas and tried to speed up

letting up. It stayed right

up fast. Larry felt sweat dripping from his palms. The other two cars were closing in,

rang in his

moment, his heart racing.

he’d misheard her.

second later, Quinlyn’s voice came again, steady and clear. “Ram it. Otherwise,

Larry’s hands tightened on the wheel. He quickly glanced over at the passenger seat. There she was–Quinlyn, sitting up straight, sunlight streaming through the window and

him to crash through other cars in