Page 16 of Hit and Run
“What are the chocolates and bath soak for? You on your period?” Rascal pokes at me.
“No asshole. They’re for Wren.”
“Whatever you have to tell yourself, bro,” he replies. I pay Blaze and wait for the rest of the guys to get their shit.
“Are you all getting into anything tonight,” Blaze asks.
“I’m racing in the underground circuit tonight,” I tell him.
“No shit? That’s awesome! I’ll make sure to check it out,” he replies.
“He’s got this shit in the bag,” Diesel states.
“These racers are the best of the best. I’m just honored to be a part of it, win or lose,” I admit.
“You are the best of the best, brother. Don’t doubt yourself,” Blaze says to me.
The rest of the afternoon flies by and before I know it, it’s time to meet up for the circuit. The race is taking place just south of Denver, starting on Main Street in Esterwood. The meetup location is a diner on Main that’s owned by a local street racer’s family. Diesel, Sketch, and Rascal stay with our cars while I go into the diner to check-in. Ace is sitting at a round booth with four other guys.
“Shade! This is Ric and Axel. They’re the guys who set up the circuit,” Ace explains.
“Sup,” Ric says. Axel gives a head nod. “We’re just waiting on one more guy before we get started.” As if on cue, another guy walks into the diner.
“Now, we can begin,” Axel states. I sit in the booth next to Ace and the other guy follows suit.
“You all will not be racing your own cars. To even out the playing field, we have four decked out Audi R8s. They’re exactly the same except for their exterior color,” Ric explains.
“Each one has a dashcam that will stream live. It will also tell you what position you’re currently in. The GPS is set up with the route for the race. At most, it should take two hours to finish,” Axel adds.
“Let’s head outside to see the cars,” Ric says. “You’ll pick your car in the order you arrived at the diner.”
We all walk outside to a parking lot behind the diner. Sitting there are black, white, red and bright blue Audi R8s. These cars are worth two hundredthousanddollars. I’m curious how these guys acquired four of them.
“Tito, you showed up first. Which one do you want,” Axel asks. Tito walks around each of the four cars, checking them out.
“I’ll take the red one,” he finally says. Axel tosses him the key.
“Grizz, you’re up,” Ric tells him.
“White,” he replies right away. Axel hands him the key.
“Shade,” Ric says.
“I’ll take the black,” I state. I take the key from Axel and he hands the last one to Crank.
“Meet back here in thirty and we’ll start the race. Check your phones for the link to the live stream and share it with whoever,” Axel tells us. I head back to where Diesel and the guys are.
“Y’all are never gonna believe this,” I say.
“What’s up,” Sketch asks.
“They have us driving fucking Audi R8s,” I tell them. Diesel’s jaw drops, Rascal and Sketch gape at me.
“You’re shitting me! I’m more into American muscle, but those cars are sexy as hell,” Diesel gushes.
“Fast as fuck, too,” I say. I pull my phone out. I have a text from Ace with the link to the live stream. I forward it to the guys and to Wren. I hand Sketch the keys to my car. “Hang on to these in case you need to move my car for whatever reason. Ace is at the diner so y’all can chill there with him.”
“Let’s go! I could go for something to eat,” Rascal says. We find Ace getting ready to place an order. He stops and waves the waitress off.
