#Chapter 183: Middle of Nowhere

Ella   “Get in.”   Logan’s words hung in the air of the now-silent racetrack, heavy and daunting. I stared at him incredulously for a few moments, half expecting him to laugh and say he was just kidding, but his expression was nothing but serious.   “You want me to… Get in there?” I asked, nodding my head toward the machine that was, in my eyes, a giant metal death trap.   “I won’t drive fast,” he reassured me, his voice calm and steady. “I just want to show you how it works. I figure then it might relieve some of your fears.”   I hesitated, my fingers nervously playing with the hem of my jacket. The idea of being in that car, with Logan at the wheel, sent a shiver down my spine. But he had that persuasive charm about him, and I found myself reluctantly agreeing.   After all, he had been insistent that no one else was around, and my curiosity got the better of me.   “Okay,” I said, finally giving in. “But you promise not to go too fast, right?”   Logan nodded affirmativ