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yellow swirls decorated the sides and curled along the hood. The Civic was just an average car, but the engine was anything but. He leaned on his elbows and studied the intake. This car was a racer’s dream and his fingers itched to sit behind the wheel and see just how fast he could get her to go.
    “I retract my former statement,” Dray said as he eyed the engine work Chase had done. He wiped his hands on a towel lying over the car and smiled at Chase. “Nice work. You apparently know your way around cars.”
    Chase shrugged one shoulder. “I grew up around them. My father was a huge Nascar fan. He even did a little local racing and took me along to work in the pit crew.”
    Dray snickered. “You and Allie have similar backgrounds. You should get along just fine. You can swap racing stories.”
    Chase chuckled. “What’s she like?”
    He needed to know as much about her as he could beyond what had been in her father’s reports. The real Allie was what he was interested in.
    “She’s stubborn, adventurous, bores easily, can’t sit still for more than a minute at a time, is like a man when it comes to sex. She’s had more one night stands than I have. She’s also got a smart mouth on her and has what I call a male’s sense of humor.”
    One side of Chase’s lips lifted. “A male’s sense of humor?”
    “Yeah, raunchy.”
    Chase laughed and nodded. “Gotcha.”
    He looked forward to meeting this girl. She sounded like a female version of himself.
    “She would be a handful for any man.”
    Chase snickered and tapped his knuckle against the door of the car. “Well, I’m just here to get her out of trouble, not marry her.”
    Dray smiled slightly. “Allie doesn’t go where Allie doesn’t want to go. If she doesn’t want out just yet, then there’s your handful.”
    “Great,” Chase drawled.
    Dray stiffened and Chase immediately tensed up as well, wondering what had caught Dray’s attention as he stared out the bay doors. Before Chase could ask, Dray leaned down, resting his elbows against the car as he looked into the engine.
    “Don’t look out the bay doors right now, but the boys are back,” Dray murmured.
    Chase leaned down as well, studying the small silver part Dray wiggled with his fingers. “What boys?”
    “Two guys that swing by here periodically. They park across the street and watch the shop. Allie must not be far behind. They’d stopped watching her for a while. This is the first time I’ve seen them in several weeks. She must’ve done something to raise their hackles again. Made them suspicious of her.”
    Chase frowned. “Does that happen often?”
    “Not as much as it used to. They watch her so much, she can’t get word to her superiors. She found a bug in the phone, too. She left it in for fear if she took it out it would make her appear even more suspicious.”
    “What about the shop? Is it bugged too?”
    “Maybe. I don’t know what I’m looking for, so I’m not sure I would know it if I saw one. It’s why I keep the music going like I do. It helps to cover some of what we’re saying. Just in case.”
    Chase nodded.
    “At least behind this hood if they were trying to hear what we were saying, the hood blocks their line of sight.”
    “Good thinking.”
    “I’ve had to learn some of this stuff working with Allie. I just wonder what the hell she’s done this time.”
    Chase glanced over toward the office and caught Logan’s eye. Chase lifted his right hand and curled his first two fingers, indicating Logan should join them.
    Logan strolled out and walked to the other side of the car, leaning behind the hood as they did. “What’s up?”
    “There’s a car across the street,” Chase began.
    “A blue Cadillac,” Dray added.
    “See what you can find out.”
    Logan nodded and stood up. Chase watched him walk toward the opening of the bay, then called out. “Hey, don’t forget the drinks this time.”
    Turning his head slightly, Logan sent him an amused