Need for Speed: Most Wanted
Daphne
Dino Brewster had been changing during the race. He was always learning, grafting fortune into the future. Shadows were cast by his greatness and loss.
Nobody wanted to look him in the eye after his defeat the DeLéon. He had been holding too much inside without a crystal for his chalice.
Anita was dead—gone—he had been empty.
Asphalt propped his turn, taking the rubber off his Koenigsegg’s Michelin Pilot Super Sports to its surface in the widest sweep of grace beyond. Three spots up was bronze. He just needed to get in.
Toby Marshall had taken the world from Dino Brewster and played the hero.
The Most Wanted World Tour was his if he could keep fighting up the pack. Everything was stacked against him. Dino couldn’t buy a friend. He had to take it on his own to learn the way back was birthed in pure grit.
Benny helped him get into the qualifiers, but there wasn’t a single crew who would work with him after Toby Marshall won their hearts.
Toby had forsaken the legacy of his own brother, and it was now Dino alone who bore the weight of atonement forward. Little Pete had been an angel, and it was all that was wrong with humanity which led him to make his life’s greatest mistake.
Toby saved Dino, then cursed him, and became everything his brother despised.
“This is for you, Toby,” gritted through his teeth.
Triggering the Holley NOS injection, Dino’s Svelte Black Koenigsegg threw fire.
That stretch ahead, the apexes he’d hit. Dino saw them all at once. He was feeling his way home. There had been someone he loved most of all.
He needed his honor back.
He was doing it for Julia.
Dino had always treated people with an upside-down attitude before. She had only ever inspired him beneath the hurt. The way she’d split from Toby as his fame grew, taking the world of racing to his story’s side, made Dino wish to make things right.
People deserved to know how they made you feel.
