Mirabe brushed off Curtis''s gaze and urged him to hit the gas. Curtis


    acknowledged with a quick nod, figuring someone from the race team was pushing her to head back. He fired up the engine and zoomed out of the race venue in a sh.


    Curtis didn''t stay long on his phone call, and by the time he turned around, he saw Curtis driving off with someone. He was a bit taken aback.


    As they neared the exit, a sleek ck sedan rolled in from the opposite direction. Through the window, the driver''s calm, steely face was clearly visible, and his intense eyes gave them a quick, casual nce.


    Mirabe felt a slight twitch in her brow but stayed cool, turning her head to look the other way. In no time, the red sports car and the ck sedan breezed past each other.


    Mirabe had Curtis drop her off at the entrance to the training track. She took off her helmet and handed it back to him.


    "Hey, ace, I never got your name. You''re an incredible driver. Have you ever thought about joining a pro racing team?" Curtis asked from the car, watching her from the window.


    He was convinced that if she joined a professional team, international championship victories might just starting their way.


    Mirabe nced back at him, a slight smirk ying on her lips. "Real heroes don''t reveal their origins. See ya."


    With that, she strolled away towards the training ground, her slender figure fading into the night.


    Curtis only snapped out of his thoughts once she was out of sight. He recalled the folks in ck who''d stopped him earlier. Riverdale sure was full of surprises.


    Instead of following her, he restarted the car and headed back to the race venue.


    *


    James had just parked his car, still decked out in his camo gear. The sun and wind had given him a bit of a tan, adding to his already stern and serious vibe.


    Curtis approached him with a slight nod. "James."


    James tossed him the car keys, his eyes drifting towards the track. "What''s the update?"


    At the track, Andi was being helped out, moving slowly. His car had taken a hit from his own team, but thanks to its safety features, he was only slightly dazed with no major injuries.


    Curtis followed James''s gaze, a small smile on his lips. "It''s all wrapped up. We took both races."


    James gave Andi a surprised look. "Curtis pulled it off?"


    "Not exactly," Curtis replied, shaking his head. "It was actually an outsider Curtis brought in. Quite the driver."


    "Oh?" James''s curiosity was piqued. "Where''s this person now?"


    Curtis ran a hand through his hair, a bit frustrated. "Curtis just sent her off. Didn''t you catch a glimpse of Curtis''s car when you arrived?"


    He regretted not suggesting they keep her around anyone who could beat the world''s third-ranked Andi was something special.


    "I saw the car but didn''t pay much attention," James said nonchntly. He''d noticed someone in the car with Curtis, but since they were helmeted and looking away, he hadn''t looked closer.


    "A woman driving like that is a rare sight," Curtis remarked, reying the scene in his mind with awe.


    Though not a racing enthusiast himself, even Curtis found himself impressed by the spectacle.


    James raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Let''s pull up the videoter, shall we?"