CATANIA
I stared through the tinted glass as the atmosphere outside was so lively. Part of me was desperately curious to see what motor racing actually looked like.
Is it the same as I've seen in the movies? Or is it the same as car racing? Are they going to race through the entire highway? Or maybe just here, in this secluded street? This is legal, right? Of course it is. Rafael won't risk his reputation just to join an illegal race.
I wanted to stay. I badly want to see it. But I can't. If Rafael found out I was here, he would be angry and this poor driver, who was only trying to help me get home, would lose his job in a night.
"Let's go back now," I whispered urgently to the driver.
"Yes, ma'am.”
He shifted into reverse and tapped the gas. The engine revved, immediately drawin
