Page 1 of Fast & Reckless (Racing Hearts #1)

PROLOGUE

Will Hawley downshifted, desperately attempting to hang on to his car as the laws of physics tried to rip it off the track. But the shimmy in the back tires foretold disaster. He could feel himself losing control … the sickening lurch in his head, and in his gut.

This was a reckoning. Barreling toward him at three hundred kilometers an hour.

Will took three shuddering breaths, trying to slow his racing heart.

Focus.

But it was too late.

The downforce, the tire pressure, the fuel load … it was all going sideways. Will lost his sense of the horizon, unable to tell which way was up.

It’s over.

There was nothing left to do as a cascade of failures ripped through the race car and threw it into an uncontrolled spin across the track. Will’s existence was reduced to a blur of color, burning tires, and a deafening roar as the car careened into a wall and crumpled around his body.

Will felt a ringing in his ears as his vision briefly faded to black. Only one thought pierced the fog: This was the last time he’d ever be on a Formula One track.

Because his career was fucking over .