Chapter 18 Adrenaline and Asphalt

EMMETT

"Line it up, Rhodes!" Torin roared over the crowd, cutting my thoughts short and waving a bright yellow flashlight. "Five laps around the warehouse loop! Winner takes the cash!"

Torin jogged over, holding out a battered black helmet. "Put it on, Rhodes. Track is slick as grease tonight."...

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