Gabriel caught me off guard the following evening while we were relaxing at the manor. I was thinking about what the next line of action I was going to do was.

He leaned against the wall with that familiar cocky smile and said, “I’ve been thinking. Let’s go back to the underground track. I still believe I can take down the queen of racing.”

I raised an eyebrow and laughed softly. “You really want to lose again? Save yourself the trouble. We both know how this ...