At Lancaster Estate, Vivian waited in Howard's study.
She touched the bold calligraphy pieces hanging on the wall, and a complicated mix of emotions rose inside her.
She remembered that Caleb had won these works in an underground race when he was 22.
Before he went to that illegal race, Vivian had once tried to stop him.
"Caleb, can you not go? I'm scared."
Back then, Caleb had ruffled her hair and laughed without a care.
"What, afraid I won't make it and you'll be a widow? Don't worry — I'm too good for that. These are original master calligraphy pieces. My grandfather's been wanting them forever. I have to get them."
Who could have known that joke would become a prophecy?
Nothing happened to Caleb in that illegal race. But three years later, when he went to Calder for a race, he
