Chapter 3

I stared at Clint in disbelief as he changed into his racing suit and walked toward me, helmet tucked under his arm.

"You can still admit defeat if you want." Clint looked at me. "I taught you everything you know behind the wheel. There's no way you can beat me."

I snorted, opened the car door and got in.

Clint shook his head, a hint of amusement in his eyes, then got into his car.

Both cars roared to life and shot forward together.

His voice buzzed through the headset, tossing out reminders every so often.

"Keep it steady. You're…