The old Grant house was in the west of the city, and extending further west were several tangled roads. At this moment, two low-profile but still extravagant racecars were parked on the side of the road.
Blanca looked at the cars and swallowed.
Jeez.
This was the sort of thing you’d only see on television!
A modified pink Ferrari was parked on the pavement. Jim leant on its side, clutching a still-burning cigarette between his fingers. As the smoke twirled, he blew a ring. “Not scared, are you, Matthew?”
“Scared?” Matthew stood on the other side, his whole body emanating a fierce aura.
He lifted a hand and popped one of the buttons on his collar.
It was a single motion. “Jim, in all my years… I haven’t been scared of anything.” With that, Matthew’s lips curved up into a playful smirk.
Who was this slick bastard!? Blanca had never seen Matthew like this!
He knew how to race?!
Wasn’t he supposed to be some dork who only knew how to study, and nothing about anything outside of books? How else was he still a virgin at this age?
Er…
Well, Blanca wasn’t sure if Matthew was a virgin, but with all her years of experience and having lived at his place for a while, she could just tell that he was a single man with no sex life all year round!
“What are you standing around for? Go stop them!” Louise was panicking already. She pushed at Blanca’s arm. Blanca stumbled and frowned. “What are you doing?”
“Go stop them!”
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