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“Why are you interested in a setup for a rookie driver when you have a driver who already knows what he wants in his setup?” I cross my fingers over my mouth and wait. Drake, I think that’s his name, just stares at me. He goes to say something, but instead just points his finger towards me and stands from the chair.

“Cat got your tongue?” I ask watching him walk towards the door.

“Good talking with you, Saint, is it?” he quips back as I roll my eyes.

“I doubt it,” I reply as he continues out of my office. I shake my head and take in a deep breath. “What the fuck is up with today?” I ask myself as Mac, Neil, and the rest of the crew barrel into my office.

“What was that about?” Neil questions as he and Mac sit in front of me.

“Not quite sure, but he wanted the specs for Haisley’s setup,” I explain.

“You didn’t give them to him, did you?” Mac asks as I shoot him a look.

“No, you idiot, I wouldn’t even if I had them. She’s in a mood in the simulator, and I still have no setup preferences from her.”

“Well, everything is ready except that piece,” Neil adds to the conversation. “Know when she might have them?”

It’s his turn to receive my ‘don’t fuck with me’ look. “If I knew, I’d tell you. Anything else y’all want to tell me?” I look at each one of the crew, and they all shake their heads. “Then get out of my office.”

Neil and Mac chuckle as the crew leaves one at a time. I hold up my hand to Neil and Mac. “Wait.” I hold them for a moment, looking out into the hall. “Have you noticed any weird things going on?”

They both shake their heads. “No, why?” Neil asks.

“Because I’m not getting a good vibe off of this Drake guy, and Bud was all up in here earlier. Just a feeling…” I let the words fall off my tongue as I see a few of Chad’s crew walking past the door. I wait for them to pass. “Keep your eyes and ears open.”

“Got it, boss,” they say in unison before leaving me alone to work.

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