She laughed despite herself. “You’re a driver. You’re not supposed to notice semicolons.”

“You knew?”

She spotted him immediately. Julian wasn’t just any driver; he was the wildcard replacement for a sick F1 star. He stood by his garage, helmet off, running a hand through sweat-damp hair. The cameras loved his sharp jaw and careless smirk.

What she didn’t know was that DesertFox_RB was actually —the most arrogant, cocky Formula 2 driver on the feeder series circuit. And what he didn’t know was that Maya was the journalist who’d written a viral exposé titled “The Toxic Ego of Rising Drivers.”

Her assignment: “Get the real story behind the speed.”

No. We’re just getting to the green flag. 🏁