Highway to Heaven or Hell #4b

With a second glance into the rearview screen, Cara leaned closer to her Rapier and opened up the throttle. There were a few models that could match hers for pure speed, but not many. She had several appointments to make and didn't intend to get bogged down in some petty street chase. She had a destination in mind in the Lower Queen Ann district. A popular nightclub where a particular fixer held court...