Intelligent people, especially those above average, read geniuses, had rebelliousness in their blood, from small and benign in amount, to downright repulsive at worst.
Ryan went straight to the most direct and efficient approach to witness the entertaining exchange he knew would take place after his conversation with Daemon. Had he hacked into the system of the racetrack sooner, he would have seen the looks of surprise on the faces of the small audience at the racetrack when Daemon came out with the bike of his choice.
Even Connel had been forced to do a double take, unsure if Daemon was mocking him with his overconfidence, or if he was still too much of a bumpkin to even recognize the kind of motorcycle he had chosen.
Ryan raised his eyebrows in front of his screen.
