Ethan was probably busy with Zack, drinking some coffee and having fun.
He wasn't the type to show up for things like this, and if he was watching, it was probably out of boredom rather than interest.
Still, the thought lingered, irritatingly stubborn.
A deafening roar of engines brought her back to the moment.
The massive digital screen above the stadium displayed the countdown, massive numbers flashing red as they ticked down.
Five.
Her fingers twitched slightly against the wheel.
Her car vibrated beneath her as she revved the engine, the power surging through her like an extension of her own body.
Four.
The audience screamed in anticipation, the sound merging with the low hum of thousands of cameras broadcasting across the world.
Three.
Vanessa glanced at the competition, each driver locked into their own world, some adjusting their visors, others rolling their shoulders.
Every single one of them was a force to be reckoned with.
Two.
