Chapter 39

• Igor and Nikolas were standing with their friends near the shed and looked across the pits to where Kelman was sitting on a bench just outside the shelter. Uncaring whether he was being observed, he was sipping his beer leisurely and observing the tracks.
• “Do you mean to say that he drove the car here within five minutes from the Winston cross….Wow, is he a human? Even a world-class driver would never be able to cover the distance as he did. He is a too good man.” Igor said with admiration as he looked at Kelman’s back.
• “I am still shocked,” Nikolas murmured.