SOPHIE DISCOVERED Matthew had entered another underground race the same way she seemed to discover most of his worst decisions.
By accident.
She was sitting inside Keller Capital's forensic workspace reviewing transaction reports when her phone vibrated.
A message from one of the mechanics at Moore Customs appeared on her screen.
You should probably talk to him before tonight.
Attached was a photograph. Sophie's stomach immediately dropped. A betting board filled the image.
Racer names. Odds. Cryptocurrency pools. Prize amounts.
And there, listed near the top in bold white letters, was Matthew Moore's name.
She stared at the screen and shook her head.
By the time she arrived at the garage forty minutes later, she was furious. The anger had only intensified when she walked through
