Page 58 of Racing Dirty Trilogy Box Set

Prologue

Nolan

The evil I buried in the past is heading right for me.

Like a freight train with no brakes, crashing into everything I’ve worked so hard for.

The day I left New York City, I changed my name, buried my past, and broke away from everything I’d been programmed to do.

I vowed to myself I would never return, exploding from the binds they had on me.

Wiping the sweat from my brow, I jump down from the elliptical in my personal gym.

I’ve been struggling to come up with ideas to keep my past in the past, but the walls are closing in on me, suffocating me.

They’re growing closer and closer to finding me.

I have no one I can turn to for guidance anymore.

It’s just me and my demon locked away, demanding to break free.

I peer into the full-sized mirror against the gym wall, staring at the scars that mark my body.

I tried to cover most with tattoos, but there’s too many to hide, too many to cover.

I run my palms across my chest. One pink scar stands out two inches above my heart.

It’s four inches long, stretching from my armpit to my neck, and required several stitches.

That scar almost cost me my life, and it’s the worst one marking my body.

There are shallow cuts or cigarette burns that needed no stitches, cascading down my chest and back.

I’ve learned to cope with the pain of my past by turning everything into jokes, but after what happened to Xavier and Izzy, something in me snapped. Gone went the humor I’ve always used.

Striding out of the gym, I walk up the softly carpeted stairs in my loft and into my bedroom.

It’s just me here. Ashley's back in L.A. and I’m moving my business out there, so we can be together.

With this current information coming into play, I need to take care of my past before I can move on to my future.