the younger kids. I eventually started racing for fun and hooked up with Cyrus and CD
Enterprises.
“Hey, Kash!” Sherah, Cyrus’s secretary, greeted.
I waved and entered his office, not waiting for a command, and pulled my shades off
before lying back on the sofa. He chuckled before telling whoever was on the other end of the
phone that he’d need to call them back. A second later, the loud voice of my manager and
publicist for Corporate Cares and CD Enterprises, Sarai Lambert, came inside.
“Have you lost your mind?” Sarai shouted.
I opened one eye at Sarai and smiled. She rolled her eyes in annoyance, with her jaw
clenched. Reggie’s eyes slightly narrowed. I laughed, crossed my arms behind my head, and
whistled. Sarai was a beautiful woman, but I never looked at her as anyth
