Iron to Iron (Wolf by Wolf) by Ryan Graudin

Author:Ryan Graudin [Graudin, Ryan]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Tags: Women, Juvenile Fiction / Love &#38, Romance, Juvenile Fiction / Action &#38, Adventure / General, Juvenile Fiction / Family / Siblings, Juvenile Fiction / Girls &#38
Publisher: Little, Brown Books for Young Readers
Published: 2016-03-08T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

Just as Nurse Wilhelmina had predicted, Luka’s wounded hand grew stiff, griping against all efforts to STOP or GO as he handled the throttle and handbrake. The road to Dhaka was an easier leg than many of the ones before it. The desert’s omnipresent dust had settled, tamed by tree roots and grassy plains. The roads were well tended, allowing for the fastest speeds and longest days since Europe.

Katsuo pushed on well past sundown. No dust meant excellent night visibility, so they were in for another test of endurance. By the time their drive hit the fifteen-hour mark, Luka’s hand was in agony. His fingers felt frozen in place by fire—hot, hotter, hottest—until it took everything in Luka not to pull to the side of the road and let it rest.

Instead he followed Katsuo’s taillight, with nothing but his thoughts to distract him. In any other race, these would be fantasies of the finish line: rolling through the gates of Tokyo’s Imperial Palace, with flashbulbs bursting, the first double victor in the history of the Axis Tour. Best of the best.

But tonight Luka’s thoughts were trapped in the New Delhi bathroom, living and reliving his exchange with Adele. All that blood and their almost-kiss, the words flung at each other in between.

I can’t lose you. But he would, after the Li River. Once Katsuo was out of the picture, the race would be down to him and her. First and second, neck and neck. No more laughter and cigarettes stubbed out by their pup tents. Luka thought of all the soft lines that made up Adele’s lips. The kiss that wasn’t.

Could Luka miss something he never had?

(It sure felt like it.)

For now Adele was still behind him, blocking any riders who tried to advance from the rear. Most didn’t. Takeo had taken Luka’s warning to heart, and Katsuo’s pace was too grueling for most of the cataclysmic racers to keep up. The herd of headlamps that made it to Dhaka together was a small one, rolling into the city well past midnight, where a bleary-eyed timekeeper recorded their places.

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