Chaos on the F1 Grid

All day Charles had looked for Eleanore in the paddock, today was the day he would hopefully be able to talk to her. Once they had dealt with Ethan. He hadn't slept all night, so anxious to finally explain to her why he had disappeared, and also tell her what he had wanted to that Thursday. That he had planned so perfectly. He just hoped he wasn't too late. He met up with Toto, Christian, Fred, and Pierre and they headed over to McLaren.

Toto: remember the aim is just to get the video deleted.

Fred: yes, this isn't a takedown moment.

Horner: should be.

Fred: Christian we all agreed.

Horner: I am just saying we should be taking this asshole down for good and getting him away from the sport. But fine – the video is the focus.

Toto: for now.

Pierre: for now? Oh that sounds like Toto plans on their being a take down.

Toto: yes! But for now the video.

Horner: fine.

Charles: let's do this.

Arthur walked Team Eleanore (as they had named themselves) through the Motorhome and to Ethan's office. Christian knocked on the door – well banged on it as though he was imagining Ethan's face.

Ethan: come in – oh, what are you all doing in my motorhome?

Christian: Charles has informed us of a threat of a video against Eleanore... you are going to delete it.

Toto: immediately, and any copies you have made.

Fred: that video is never to see the light of day.

Ethan: and why the fuck would I do that?

Charles hated how smug he was, if it hadn't been for Pierre's hand on his shoulder, Charles was sure he would have leapt across the table to wipe the smug expression off his face. Pierre spoke softly so only Charles could hear him.

Pierre: you need to breathe ok?

Charles nodded and took a deep breath.

Ethan: so... why would I delete that video?

Charles walked to his desk and dropped the evidence of his affair and the child onto it. print outs of the text messages, photos of them together.

Charles: we also have a few videos of our own, that your Fiancée would find very interesting.

Toto: as would her father, my very good friend.

Ethan: how the hell do you have all of this?

Christian: that doesn't matter, all that matters is – you delete that fucking video, or we will send everything we have to your fiancée and her father. We will also leak it to the press. They can be particularly persistent and brutal when it comes to affairs... trust me. But an affair with a 17-year-old – that is something else entirely. I can hear the questions now: How long has she been 17? How old was she when it started?

Ethan: you fucking sons of bitches.

At that Charles punched him – being smug was bad, threatening Eleanore made him sick, but calling his mum a bitch? Pierre's mum? No. this man needed to learn some fucking manners.

Charles: do not ever call my or Pierre's mums bitches ever again. The only bitch here is you. threatening to destroy Eleanore because she wants nothing to do with your pathetic ass. Now delete the video! NOW!