Noah and I stepped into the venue shoulder to shoulder. The second the heavy doors swung open, every eye in the room snapped to us, as if glued to our bodies.
"That's the new technical director for Team Storm Europe!"
"I heard she's a total prodigy. She's cleaned up every major racing title in Europe these past two years."
The crowd parted automatically to make a clear path for us. I cut a sharp, confident figure striding through the hall in my stilettos. Right in the center of the room, I spotted Damian and Julia.
Damian had lost a lot of weight. Thick, unshakable gloom and restlessness dragged at his brows, never lifting. These two years, his team had lost race after crushing race. One sponsor after another pulled their funding. He'd barely been clinging on, selling off assets just t
