Sitting in a car parked outside the venue, Bryson gazed at the brightly lit building at the base of a nearby mountain.


    His voice, steady and inscrutable, conveyed no emotion.


    “I learnt that you’ve updated Professor Campbell on Grace’s health status and treatment progress.


    ”


    Pausing briefly, Bryson continued, “It seems you’re not honoring our deal.


    ”


    Gripping the phone tightly, Hannah stammered, have other priorities right now.


    Can we discuss this tomorrow?


    Silence stretched on the line, long enough for Hannah to think Bryson had disconnected.


    Just as she was about to put her phone down, she heard him say, “Fine.


    ”


    The line went dead, and Hannah’s hand dropped, still clutching the phone.


    After hesitating multiple times, she finally switched it off.


    Racers were expected to arrive thirty minutes before the race to set up, and Hannah was no exception.


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    She swung open the car door, strapped on her helmet, ensured everything was in ce, and navigated her race car from the garage to the track at the mountain’s base.


    At another corner of the venue,petitors making their entrance were instantly projected onto therge screen.


    Lydia and Brayden arrived a bitte but joined in just as the racers were being introduced.N?velDrama.Org copyrighted ? content.


    Spotting Hannah stepping out of her car and removing her helmet beside her vehicle, Lydia excitedly nudged Brayden.


    “Hannah! It’s Hannah!”


    “Yeah, I see her.


    What’s got you so worked up?”


    Brayden ncedzily at the screen but then did a double take.


    “Wait, aren’t racers supposed to have co-drivers? Why is she alone?”


    Lydia’s expression darkened.


    “Oh no! Hannah said she’d find a recement for me, but she hasn’t! Is she going to race alone?”


    “Why would she do that?!”


    Brayden’s eyes bulged.


    “Rochgan Hill is treacherous, and it’s even harder to navigate at night! What is she thinking?”


    “Impossible! Lydia sprang to her feet and bolted from the box.


    “I need to get some answers from her!”


    “Wait up!” Brayden leapt up to chase after Lydia, slyly shooting off a text to Bryson as he did.