Chapter 27

Kayla. "You made it," Dean beams as soon as I pull over. Has he been waiting for me? Of course, it's Dean we are talking about. The area is jammed, countless bikes litter the place, and the sounds of roaring engines are prominent in the air. There are a few riders lined up on the sidelines waiting for their turn, and each is standing beside their supposed opponents. I curiously look beside me at the man I'm racing and struggle to remember where I've seen him before. "Who is he?" I ask Dean, nudging my head to the guy. His physique is familiar. I have surely seen him somewhere, but where?. I don't like being caught off guard, especially when I am alone. I dismissed Marcello because I didn't want to blow my cover. I don't want Dean asking questions, and having a man in black following me around will surely raise eyebrows. "That is your anonymous contestant for today, but don't worry, my bet is on you," he whispers, grinning, but my eyes remain on the guy whose helmet is covering every in