Chapter 38. I Think I’m Going Crazy

Athena

With fifty yards to go, Tristan was trapped. No room to move, no space to speed up, boxed in by two guys who would gladly crash into him to win.

I could feel my heart beating around my ribcage, my eyes never leaving him. My ears sharp to ever sound he made, like I heart would stop if I heard any sound that I shouldn’t hear.

I closed my eyes, but opened them immediately. If Tristan was going to hurt himself then I have to see and hear it happen.

But then, he did the impossible.

Like a flash, he was standing on his bike again, but this time he let go with one hand. Still controlling his bike with his left hand, still perfectly balanced at almost a hundred miles per hour, he used his right arm to steady himself as he leaned forward.

I held my as I watched him do the most impossible thing in the human world.

The move was so unexpected that both other riders hesitated for just a split second.

It was enough.

Tristan’s bik