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"Ty, you got this?" he asks

Tyler nods, his eyes fixed to the dark road ahead "I've got this," he says, but I don't believe hi wheel, and his foot presses the accelerator, revving the engine so hard it screarits his teeth

He's doing this because he needs to win at soo his way

He needs to not feel guilty, even if it's for aspeed

"You sure, Ty?" I say

He turns his head slowly, and when his eyes h ht Jake died All the color in his eyes has been obliterated by the storm cloud of emotions in his heart

"I've got nothing to lose," he says

"That's not fucking true," Greg hisses "You've got a whole fucking lot to lose, you hearjoke, or I' to yank you out of that car so fast you'll fly"

Tyler blinks slowly "Let me do what I need to do"

Before Greg has a chance to do anything, Tyler is pulling forward, taking his place next to the asshole he's racing

Greg swears under his breath "I know he's a growncare of a younger brother"

"I knohat you mean," I say A flash of , though I don't knoho I' to keep him safe

I say the same prayer now for Tyler, and when I'm done, I turn away fro what feels like a race of self-sabotage "Able thinks we should go after Sandy He thinks we should try and find her and convince her to co

"That wo her buttoned up so tight and what's stopping her fro like I know she wants to"

"A secret"