On the other side.
The roar of the crowd was deafening as Lucas crossed the finish line. He felt the heat of the engine through the floorboards. He had won the race.
As he pulled into the pit area, his girlfriend and his friends ran toward the car, cheering and shouting his name.
Lucas climbed out, a wide grin on his face. He laughed, accepting the pats on the back and the quick kiss from his girlfriend.
The high of victory lasted exactly thirty seconds. It ended when his phone began to vibrate violently in his pocket.
Lucas pulled it out and looked at the screen.
Alexander.
"Shit," Lucas muttered. "I forgot."
He had been so focused on the race that he had completely forgotten the risk he was taking. Alexander had explicitly told him to stop racing. Not only had Lucas ignored that order, but he had also brought Nathan—the family's most cherished member right now—into this illegal event.
