Chapter 4

Twilight slid over the track, heralded by the roar of the crowd as the first spin out of the night slammed into the wall of turn three. Unable to help it, Chris clenched Will’s forearm, concerned until the driver dropped the flap on his door window.

“How the hell did that happen? No one was anywhere near him.”

“Track’s too hot.” Will shrugged. “All the friction from the cars on top of the heat today? I’m surprised a tire didn’t blow sooner.”

Chris took his friend’s word for it. “I’m amazed they’re allowing cars on here during daytime at all.”

“Eh. Only for the last hour. I don’t think anyone expected the monsoon season to stall for as long as it has.” Will shrugged again and took a long drink of water. “Track wouldn’t be that hot if the rain had come, like usual.”