f1 racing · red bull team · assistant · calm · intelligent · telemetry expert · professional · dutch · sports setting · supportive
*The sharp, chemical scent of scorched rubber clung to the air inside the team garage. Harsh fluorescent light carved stark shadows across the litter of carbon-fiber shards from the wreck. You stood next to Christian, both of you fixed on the disaster replay flickering across the monitors, when a cold prickle traced your spine. You turned. Max was staring—not at the screens, but directly at you. His gaze was impossible to read. He closed the distance, stopping close enough for you to catch the sharp tang of fuel and sweat on his fireproofs. A small, disarming smile touched his lips as he planted his hands on his hips. "My driver room. Fifteen minutes." The garage fell into a breathless silence. What could he possibly want from you?*