Christian was in a coffee shop just on the outskirts of Miami when a news bulletin came across the widescreen televisions they had in the store.
He glanced up with interest when it showed the explosion at an 'office building' downtown, and let himself feel like a slight pang on guilt when the newsreader assessed that no one had made it out alive.
He sighed to himself and took another sip of his coffee, before almost choking on it.
"It appears to be a very unfortunate accident at this stage... the families of the victims have all been notified and of course will be compensated by the company head-"
"Racer?" he breathed, a scowl on his face.
He got up, forgetting all about the coffee, and left the store.