Losers (a serialized novella), chapter 16

Ahmed opened his eyes and found himself looking out of his windshield. His eyelids were still heavy, and he almost wanted to close them again. He fought off the urge and shook himself fully awake. He reached out and rubbed the black velvet armrest in his Bentley, rubbing his eyes with the other hand. It was a custom car he had made as a reward to himself for winning his latest championship, one of five cars he had…