The engine's scream tore across the track, a silver blur devouring asphalt and air alike. The car hit the straight with ruthless precision, speed climbing 280… 310… 340 km/h, until the world beyond the windshield became nothing but streaks of color and heat shimmer.
No hesitation. Just control. It crossed the line and braked hard, tyres protesting as smoke curled upward in thin, lazy ribbons.
When the vehicle finally came to a stop, Crew members swarmed in immediately.
The cockpit released with a soft hiss.
A gloved hand appeared first, then she rose from the seat and stepped out like she hadn't just cheated death for sport. Even in racing gear, she carried herself with the composed arrogance of someone who expected the world to move around her.
A woman in a fitted suit approached, a tablet tucked neatly against her side. She smiled, admiration slipping through her professionalism.
"Impressive, Lady Jaden," she said. "You've beaten your own high score."
Jaden removed her helmet. dark hair falling neatly into place as if even motion obeyed her. A quiet chuckle left her.
"I was bored."
Technicians began circling the car, checking panels and reading diagnostics, speaking rapidly in French as her racing gear was carefully taken from her shoulders.
The suited woman stepped closer and handed her a tablet.
Jaden took it without hurry and flipped through the reports with the same calm she'd driven with, Her eyes moved across the screen.
Financial summaries.
Partnership movements.
Corporate updates, names that meant money and leverage.
Then her gaze stopped.
A photograph filled the screen.
A woman stepping out of Saints Company, Confident stride with an unmistakable presence.
Kashi Saints.
Jaden's lips curved slowly, like she'd found exactly what she was looking for.
She handed the tablet back.
The woman bowed slightly. "Your next instruction, madame?"
Jaden stepped away from the car, heels clicking against concrete as she walked toward the hangar without looking back.
"Move all my schedules forward," she said over her shoulder. "I want everything settled."
She paused mid-stride, tilting her head faintly as if tasting a thought. Amusement flickering in her eyes.
Then, with a smile that didn't belong anywhere near warmth, she added softly
"See you soon, love."