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Haisley
Race Day - April 10
“Ready for this?” Saint asks as we run through the final assessment of the car.
“Who the hell knows at this point,” I reply shrugging my shoulders. “We’ve made so many adjustments to the car. Hopefully, it’s enough.”
“It should be. You were one of the fastest in the practice round. Qualifying, not too much. There are definitely areas for passing on this track. So, listen to Eric, and I'll make sure the pit crew is fast.”
I nod. “Not worried about you or them. Worried about the shit storm of Bud. By the way, whatever happened from the conversation two weeks ago?”
“About the spec?” Saint questions, and I nod. He shrugs. “He was pissed off that the specs didn’t get loaded until the first practice. But I don’t care. I sense he’s up to something, and I’m going to protect the driver first and foremost.”
“Isn’t he technically your boss?”
“He is, but when I don’t agree with him, my job is to build a safe car that can win, and his job is to manage the crew; beyond that, I don’t care much.”
“I see,” I joke back. We are inside the garage awaiting driver introductions to start. Elle is running around somewhere with some VIPs again.
“Do you now?” he returns.
I shrug and smile. “I really don’t, but I trust that my car is safe, and I have to hope that his winning nature overrides his chauvinistic attitude.”
“Just listen to Eric and focus on your race. You can do this,” he reassures me.
“I’m hoping for a top fifteen, if possible.”
“You hit top ten last race. I’m sure that you’ll be fine. I’m going to head over to the crew and make sure your chariot is ready to go,” Saint declares. I watch as he exits the garage area. I check my phone before I head to the area where introductions are being held.
“So, are you banging him too?” the familiar baritone voice questions as I look up from my phone to see none other than Drake.
“Who I sleep with is none of your business. What are you doing here?” I place my phone in my pocket.
“Found a minute that you were alone, and I thought we could chat,” he responds.
“I have nothing to say to you. So you can be on your way.” I attempt to walk past him out of the garage. He grabs my upper arm and spins me around to face him.
“I don’t think so,” he says as I shake my arm from his grip.
“Why are you even here, Drake? How did you convince Hunter to hire you? You were never a crew chief before.”
He flashes a sinister smile. “Well, sweetie, I used your fame and name to my advantage. Funny how dropping Daddy’s name can help you get a deal, no?”
“You son of a bitch! You’re how he knew about my father,” I exclaimed. “Why, Drake?!”
“Because you thought you could get rid of me,” he snickers. “You honestly thought I wouldn’t be able to find you after you left?”
“I never thought you couldn’t find me. Honestly, you don’t scare me. You never did. You are an asshole. You cheated on me numerous amounts of times. I am done with you,” I seethe.
He chuckles. “You really think so, huh?”
“You never did answer my question,” I point out.
“Which one?”
“The one about why you are here now? It’s been two years since I left. Why now? What is your plan?” I look around outside of the garage.
“I’m here to make you pay for leaving me. You owe me for what I stood by you for,” he barks.
