Lost and Found

Chapter 3

"Anthoine!" Sara crossed the road to reach her friend. "Gosh, it has been too long." The young French driver smiled brightly at the sight of his Belgian friend.

"It has been." They hugged each other tightly. "How are you?" Sara smiled. She was happy he didn't ask directly about anything like people tended to do since the divorce.

"I'm great actually. I haven't felt this much like me in a long time." Anthoine smiled, happy to hear she was doing well. "But you, how are you?" Sara looked at him. "Gosh, almost forgot how handsome you are." Anthoine laughed, wrapping his arm around Sara to pull him into his chest once again.

"You're never going to change."

"I'm afraid that I'm not." They laughed. "But I have a question. You are a driver and I guess you see enough fast cars, but I was kind of hoping we could go to Surrey to the McLaren centre. I need to interview Norris and Sainz in a couple of weeks and I could use some background information on the location and stuff to use." Sara bit her lip. "I was hoping we could go. I don't even know if they do tours through the facility." Anthoine pulled out his phone.

"I can't find anything out about open tours of the technology centre." Sara bit her lip.

"Damnit."

"You could always try to call and see what you can get." Anthoine grinned. "I wouldn't mind going there with you. But I don't know how welcoming they are of a Renault junior in their facilities." Sara playfully rolled her eyes and looked up a number she could call to arrange a tour.

"Yeah, hi. I'm Sara Dubois. In a few weeks, I will have an interview with Carlos Sainz and Lando Norris for Vogue France. Now, in order to be well prepared, I would like to have a quick look at your technology centre. To make sure I can get a good picture of their jobs which I can use for a good interview." Anthoine had a hopeful but impressed look on his face. He saw the professional Sara was when she was at work instead of his friend. She almost seemed like a different person. He always knew she could be great at anything she set her mind to as she was very determined, but now he understood how she was doing so well in her job.

"Yeah, it would be me and my friend." Silence. "Of course, my name is Sara Dubois, French Vogue." Sara rolled her eyes at Anthoine, breaking her professionalism. Anthoine stifled a laugh.

"Of course. Thank you." Anthoine was about to ask how it had gone when Sara started talking again. "Hello, Sara Dubois." She had been put through to someone who could help her further. She started to tell the story again and nodded occasionally. "If it is okay, I will ask my friend how long it will take us to get there." She lowered her phone, putting her hand on the microphone and turned to Anthoine. "How fast could we get there?"

"Just to be safe say one and a half hours." Sara smiled and raised her phone again.

"Yes, hi, we could be there in an hour and a half." Sara nodded, making Anthoine stifle a laugh once again. "Okay, thank you so much, it is really appreciated. We will see you in two hours. Bye." Sara ended the call and with a triumphant smirk, she looked at Anthoine. "I guess we are going to McLaren then."

"Incroyable." He shook his head. "That took you no effort at all."

"It did, it took some time and well-chosen words and some details I left out. I mean, it would have been an entirely different story if I would have told I was bringing Anthoine Hubert, GP3 champion and Renault Junior."

"Incroyable."

"But we have some time to spare, shall we go for a coffee?" Together, Anthoine and Sara walked into the café they had met up in front of. "A caramel latte please." She smiled at the barista who then took Anthoine's order. Sara paid for the coffee and the barista told them the coffee would be done in a little.