When Ben starts the engine he can feel how his vehicle was in better shape than this crummy thing. For a moment, he misses being behind the wheel of his own car, ripping up the pavement in it as he had. It was why he bought the thing in the first place, to go fast. To go fast and forget the world…
But here he was getting ready to teach this fucker a lesson. His eyes lower to the console, getting a visual on Arthur’s machine, then happened to lift his gaze up to Arthur, who looked at him menacingly, still trying to figure out how to breathe. His eye traveled just past him through the window as Kayla settled against the wall of her building, her arms folded across her chest, with a broadening smirk of her own, a challenge in her eye all over again, as he settled in.
He imagined how she w
