Chapter 7: Kash
Two weeks later
I bumped knuckles with Tripp and Brody, my pit crew, as the first race of the official
season started. I had Ralph behind me, setting everything up. He was another driver on the team
that was a friend of mine.
“Are you ready for this?” Cyrus questioned.
“Most definitely, are you out there today?”
“I have work to do in the office, so you have a fair chance today,” Cyrus jested.
“You let Reece gas up your head.”
I heard the roaring of the car and looked back at Ralph’s face scrunched up in worry. I
shook it off, not paying attention.
“How’s he doing?” Cyrus asked as he motioned to Ralph.
He was pissed that my timeout from racing from the Vegas trip was over, and I could start
today. I’d known Ralph for a few years and considered him a friend,
