Before Lights Out

~GENEVIEVE~

Race day in Monaco did not feel like a Sunday. It felt like a city holding its breath.

The streets were closed. Barriers locked. Yachts packed the harbor like they had paid for a better angle.

From the garage you could hear it all—engines on warmers, a helicopter, someone laughing too close to a live radio.

I was where I always was.

Next to Enzo.

He sat on the small bench behind the ca