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To the folks of Scottsdale, Arizona, Chase Feldman was an enigma. With his tall, dark, and striking looks, he embodied speed and risk, as wild as the broncs he tamed, showing no regard for caution or his old man's wealth and opinions. He was all flash and bravado, much like the sleek red and black death machine he drove, walking with the swagger of a man who lived on the edge. Danger was his trademark. With eyes that smoldered and a grin that promised trouble, he was a force to reckon with, and fathers ensured their daughters were safely indoors when he came to town.