Anastasia
On the way to the racing track, I was thinking of what might be there in the parcel which I kept in my bag. I didn't wait for even a second as my ex-boss kept that parcel in front of me. I can't let anyone see this before me. Let's not think about this right now. I told myself and pushed that bag away from me.
Looking through the window, my eyes stuck on brick walls surrounded the whole track. The roaring sound of motors made me realize our car was about to reach the track where I was going to take my first lesson on motorcycle racing from Mrs. Knight. I was excited and also scared at the same time.
The car stopped in the parking lot and I climbed off the car. "Ms. Ivanov," I whirled around and watched one of the bodyguards gestured me to the entrance of the gallery, saying,
