She told herself it was nothing. But nothing doesn't look at her like that. Nothing doesn't get under her skin like him. Elena Carter just made history: the first female driver in Formula 1. But behind the applause, the grid's a battlefield. Her brother wants her seat. The press wants her weakness. And Henry Wilson? He just wants her undone. He's the worst kind of distraction: Smirking in the paddock. Whispering in her ear. Protecting her when no one else does, then pretending it meant nothing. She should be focused. But every time he leans a little too close, She forgets that she came here to prove. And when rivals get too close, someone always gets burned. It's just the question: When?