Leo's movements were silent and efficient. He grabbed a helmet from the rack, slipped on a pair of driving gloves, and pushed one of the karts toward the side exit that led to the short-circuit track, a small loop used for testing.
He hopped in and flicked the power switch. The electric motor whined to life.
'Ten laps,' he thought. 'Let's see if the system would approve of this.'
He floored the throttle. The kart lurched forward, the instant torque pinning him back into the seat.
In the office, Anya Petrova paused. She heard the whine of the electric motor. She turned around, expecting to see a mechanic moving equipment. Instead, she saw a flash of white and blue, the Arcadia kart, streaking past the window toward the track.
"Leo?" she whispered.
She walked to the window, her eyes widening.
On the track, Leo was doing something impossible.
