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EdwardPOV

"OK, Edward, you're still in the lead," Jasper said, into my earpiece. "But Newton is closing in

on you fast. I'm watching your back. One more lap to go."

I tightened my grip on the steering wheel, pushing the car more. I wanted to go faster. The

readouts indicated one hundred and ninety-eight miles per hour. I listened to my baby purr

as I gunned it more.

"Edward, he's right behind you. Adjust when I tell you." I gripped the steering wheel harder,

awaiting instructions. "Right, left, right and left. Speed up! He's going for the wall." I adjusted

– I wasn't going to let him through. "Damn it, Edward, he almost got you," Jasper growled

into my ear. Next thing I knew my back end fishtailed, and the last thing I saw was cement

wall.

I heard this infernal beeping sound nearby. I tried to fight the heaviness of my eyelids, but I

failed miserably. I reached with my right hand to try and turn off my alarm but felt nothing. I

started to hear voices nearby, but they were still distant.

"Carlisle, dear, he's starting to wake up," my mother's voice came from somewhere on my

left.

A warm hand touched my face. My eyes fluttered open to a blinding white light overhead.

My eyes adjusted to my surroundings. I was in the hospital again.

All the events that had occurred earlier replayed in my head. Damn! I'd wrecked my car

again. I'd been so close to the finish line. Jasper was going to kill me. I groaned. I was going

to lose my sponsors.

I needed something to ensure that wouldn't happen. I needed a miracle.

BellaPOV

I watched the last few laps of the race with anticipation. The speeds were mind blowing. I

was itching to get behind the wheel again. I knew that with some of the ideas in my head I

could get one of those cars to hit two hundred and twenty miles easily. Edward Cullen was in

the lead; that cocky prick was going to win.

He wasn't about to let that slime ball Mike Newton take the glory. "Oh no, he over-

corrected," I said out loud. I flinched as I saw Cullen's car hit the wall.

I watched the news for hours that day looking for anything about Cullen's condition. Nothing

major – he only had a concussion and a few bruises. He was going to lose most of his

sponsors for wrecking another car. A smile started to play on my lips. I could use this to my

advantage – rebuild and redesign a new car for Edward Cullen. Now, all I had to do was

convince him to let me.

I needed a plan.

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EdwardPOV

"Edward, it has been three weeks since your accident. We need to get someone to help with

the rebuilding and modifying the car," Jasper said, as I tried to get ready. "Also, Pennzoil and

Fham both dropped you earlier today. So, we also need money," he explained, as I looked

around for my wallet and a belt. I was trying to get dressed for a meeting with a potential car

designer and engineer.

"What? We lost them too?" I threw up my hands up in the air in frustration. "That was sixty

percent of my funding!"

"Actually, with all the others that have already pulled out, we're down to twenty-five

funding," Jasper stated. "I don't think the rest will be around much longer either. We need

something to make them want to come to us. That's why this meeting is so important. I need

you to make sure we get Ms. Swan to agree to help us." Jasper sighed and continued.

"Everyone – and I mean everyone – wants what's in her head. Did you know she was the one

that shaved 8.38 seconds from Mike's best lap time? If we sign her, the sponsors will be

lining up at the door to give us the money we need and more."

Jasper's insights weren't comforting me at all. "If she's so good, then why would she come to

work for us?" I asked. "Someone with that much potential would make much more money

with some Fortune 500 company."

"It's not about the money for her. She likes fast cars. Besides, that woman owns a ton of

patents and is well off. Trust me," Jasper answered, like it was obvious.

"Fine. Why are we meeting at the track, anyway?" I asked Jasper as I grabbed my black

leather jacket and keys and headed out the door of my apartment.

"Ms. Swan wanted to prove that she can help us," Jasper answered with a big smirk on face.

"Isabella had Rosalie and Emmett work on the car for the past three days. She had them do

some modifications, and now she wants to demonstrate to us the improvements."

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