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He tossed a small, glowing data chip onto the workbench. "The coordinates for the starting point. Don't be late. I'd hate to have to clear out this workspace so soon."

Beside him sat a driver known only as "The Ghost," piloting a translucent vehicle that seemed to shimmer in and out of existence. On his other side was a Syndicate favorite, a brute named Jax who drove a massive, spiked rig that looked more like a siege engine than a racer. subtitle Redline.1997.720p.WEBRip.x264.AAC-[YTS...

Suddenly, a Syndicate interceptor dropped from the sky, its mounted cannons firing pulses of energy at the lead pack. Thorne wasn't just watching the race; he was controlling it. He tossed a small, glowing data chip onto the workbench

"Not today," John hissed, slamming his hand onto the nitro override. I'd hate to have to clear out this workspace so soon

Thorne chuckled, a dry, rattling sound. "Soul doesn't win races, kid. Speed does. And in seventy-two hours, the Redline race begins. If you’re not on that starting line, and if you don't win, the garage—and your life—become Syndicate property."

He kept his foot buried in the floorboard. He closed his eyes for a fraction of a second as he hit the wall. There was no impact, only a momentary chill as he passed through the light.

When he opened his eyes, he was on the other side. The finish line was seconds away. He crossed the gate in a deafening explosion of sound and light.