"That's the exact same car as my idol's!" Tyler said, startled. "Though hers is a full drift build, obviously. Eleanor's can't touch that."
The 3 Series had already pulled well ahead, plate obscured in the dark.
Cassandra noticed Julian's gaze still lingering on the road where the car had disappeared, something glowing behind his eyes under the streetlight.
"Eleanor drives well," she said, voicing whatever he wasn't.
"It's fine." Julian kept it flat.
"Yeah, honestly, pretty average. My idol's still the best out there," Tyler added.
They said quick goodbyes. Tyler took his own car; Julian and Cassandra rode together in the Bentley, speeding off in the opposite direction from the white BMW.
After buying the car, Eleanor's schedule got even busier days spent hunting for office space fo
