Generally, only a girlfriend would sit on the back of a racer's bike and make an entrance with him.
And Jasper Rockwell was bringing Melody Monroe. One could only imagine the sensation that would cause when they appeared.
Could it be that the person sending gifts to Melody Monroe was really Jasper Rockwell?
And the person Melody Monroe liked was Jasper Rockwell, too?
...
On an open hill not far from the racetrack, a lone figure stood against the wind. From his vantage point, he could see the entire course in the distance.
He lifted his arm to check his watch. Just as the hands struck twelve, he heard a noise from behind.
A car pulled up behind his.
He turned to face the newcomer.
"It's not easy getting you to come out, Master Rockwell."
"It's rare for you, President Fisher, to have the time to come all the way from Jansburg to Rockwellburg. How could I not keep you company?"
