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hard enough I was surprised they hadn’t turned to dust, and my rigid arms were locked against my side. I wanted nothing more than to beat the twisted grin off Aston’s face.
    Shrugging Mickey off, I paced away with long, aggravated strides. As soon as I entered the room I slammed my fist into the metal wall of lockers. I rested my head on my clenched fist, screwing my eyes shut tightly to try and calm my ragged breathing. I sensed rather than heard Mickey enter behind me.
    “He did this,” I ground out, my jaw tight. “He’s trying to get inside my head. Hattersey knows he can’t beat me fairly so he’s playing dirty again.”
    “You can’t let him get to you like this, Teo. Unless you can prove everything’s related to him—and the FIA won’t care about a press release—you can’t do anything.”
    I punched the locker again then spun and paced to the opposite side of the room. Going after me was one thing, going after the people I cared about was another matter entirely, especially Raine.
    “It was her, wasn’t it?”
    “Who was who?” I knew exactly what he was talking about, but I wanted to make sure before I admitted to anything.
    “The girl in the photos, it was Raine, right?”
    I nodded and sank down on the bench.
    “Are you two back together?”
    “No.”
    “Are you getting back together?”
    I scowled at him sceptically, wondering how much to tell him. Mickey acted like a second father to me, and I wasn’t sure where he stood on the whole Raine situation. Hell, even I struggled to figure that out. He’d been with me throughout my entire career, and he’d grown close to Raine when we were together. After she broke up with me, I went off the rails and almost got thrown out of Formula One. I didn’t know if that destroyed any feelings Mickey had towards her.
    “I only want to know what I’m dealing with here. Your love life is your own business and as long as you get back to racing in four weeks with a clear head I’m not going to interfere.”
    Subtle, Mickey. Really subtle.
    Then again, Mickey was never known for subtlety. Not many managers were; they couldn’t afford it in their line of work. I received his threat loud and clear.
    “I don’t know what’s going on. We ran into each other a couple of times and something’s not right with her. Dustin said she’s been through something that’s changed her, and I want to know what it was and why it made her leave me. The two are connected, I know it.”
    “If you want to protect her, you need to cool it around Hattersey.”
    “Why? I’m not going to allow him to walk all over me or her.”
    “I’m not asking you to let him. I’m asking you not to react. Your rage is giving him all the clues he needs as to your weak spots. The best thing you can do is appear unaffected, because your little show a minute ago put an even bigger target on Raine’s back. He’s going to use her now, and you’re going to have to let it all go if you want to win the championship.”

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter Nine
     
     
    Raine
     
    “Bloody hell, it’s crazy out there. What’s going on?” Dustin called as he came through the front door.
    Nadine threw one of the magazines she’d scooped off the floor at him. He caught it easily thanks to his quick reflexes and for a second he glanced at it, confused. The second he realised what he was staring at, his forehead creased with a scowl.
    “Is that—?”
    “Yup.” I kept my attention on the movie he’d interrupted us watching.
    “And that’s—”
    “Yup,” I said again, cutting him off because I didn’t need him to analyse it. I’d committed every tiny detail in those pictures to memory, locked away every pixel.
    “And that’s why there’s a crowd of paparazzi outside our front door? You had better not answer with one word.”
    I rolled my eyes. “That’s correct.”
    His footsteps became louder and then he was standing in front of me, blocking the TV. He folded his arms