CHAPTER 93: I LOVE YOU

Not long after Max's last text, I discreetly passed on an anonymous tip to the event announcers, specifically a handwritten note, just before the final race began. The note hinted that someone might have been inspecting a particular vehicle in the garage.

The announcers promptly informed the event organizer, who, in turn, alerted the owner of the track about a possible trespasser. What neither Max, Kalix, nor I knew was that the track owner, whom Ryan claimed to know, happened to be a close friend of our honored guest for the evening, none other than Christian Cantarella.

The significance? It made exposing Ryan and getting him into trouble that much simpler.

...

"Christian, I can explain," were the words that escaped Ryan's mouth, his expression horrified, as he realized he'd been caught. If I weren't hiding behind the door in this crowded storage room, I might have considered recording this moment for a potential entry on "Philippines's Funniest Home Videos."

Don't ask how I ended up