She Was the Treasure All Along novel Chapter 48

Loyce stood in the pit lane, rain streaming down her visor.

Hugo checked the live weather feed. “Summit’s starting to clear.”

“Not so fast,” Loyce said. “When I flew over earlier, I saw a huge bank of dark cloud forming up there. I’m betting we get hail.”

Hugo’s smile turned sharp. “That girl on their team has never driven anything like this. If you’re right, and she’s anchoring for them, they’re done.”

Through the first legs, Hugo’s team and Lester’s stayed neck-and-neck, separated by only fractions of a second.

But that was by Loyce’s design. She deliberately managed the pace and timing to delay her own final-leg launch, aiming to hit the track at the same time as Quiana. She wanted the last leg to be a direct comparison—no excuses, no hiding.

By the time the fifth driver reached the summit, the sky, just beginning to brighten, soured in an instant.

Only twelve cars remained on the course. The drizzle turned into hail. Hail the size of fingernails hammered the cars, rattling the bodywork like gunfire.

“Loyce, visibility’s under thirty feet!” the fifth driver, Kaden, said shakily over comms. “Braking distance is at least triple!”

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