built it.”
I opened my mouth to argue.
Then stopped.
I remembered Fletcher warning me.
I remembered watching the Mercedes rise into the air.
I hadn’t been concerned about anyone’s safety.
I’d been enjoying Richard’s humiliation.
Finally, I sighed.
“You’re right about that, too.”
For a moment, neither of us spoke.
Then Richard asked a question that changed the entire conversation.
“So how do we fix this?”
It was the first time either of us had asked a question that wasn’t about winning.
Over the following days, we worked toward