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Mira climbed into the passenger seat. “You didn’t take his keys.”

Kaito nodded. Mira squeezed his shoulder. “Don’t chase the score,” she whispered. “Chase the line.” Drift Hunters

Drayke launched hard, V8 roaring, rear tires instantly smoking. He took the first corner—a sweeping left-hander—aggressive and loud, slamming the wall with his quarter panel to get a tighter angle. The Wolves cheered. Points: 85. Mira climbed into the passenger seat

Kaito didn’t answer. He was listening to the wind. Somewhere beyond the hangars, a high-revving engine growled—a deep, angry V8. The local crew, the Asphalt Wolves, had claimed this territory. Their leader, a stocky guy named Drayke with a fire-breathing Chevrolet Corvette, had sent a message: Rent the track or get out. a high-revving engine growled—a deep