Nitro Crew Complete Series by Winter Travers

Author:Winter Travers [Travers, Winter]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-08-23T18:30:00+00:00

“So what’d you do?”

I looked over at Remy. “I altered the MaxLite springs to make them more like the Croft ones.”

We both watched Brooks creep up to the start line, and I held my breath. I had no clue if this was going to work. I wasn’t a mechanist, and the adjustments I had made to the MaxLite springs wasn’t guaranteed to make a difference.

Roc went through the paces of getting the car adjusted, then gave Brooks the thumbs us.

“Here we go,” Remy mumbled.

Here we go was right. I was either going to have a job after this, or Brooks was going to tell me to take a hike. I had spent all night in the man's bed, and then he had come into the trailer demanding to know what was going on like some steroid raging asshole.

The three yellow lights on the tree lit up, and Brooks was off the line not even two tenths of a second after the light turned green. The car took off like a bullet, and from what I could see with the naked eye, the car was running better. At least he didn’t look like he was trying to fight it from veering into the wall the whole time.

“How was that?” Roc asked over the radio.

“Better. So good, I could have shit my pants.”

“Uh, is that a good thing?” Roc asked, unsure.

“Whatever you guys did to the car, don’t change it. We’re winning the Meyer Royal this weekend.”

I took off my headset and handed it to Remy. “I’ll meet you back at the shop.”

“Wait, what?” He grabbed the headset and looked at me like I had a second head coming out of my shoulders. “You fixed the car. Where the hell are you going?”

I walked away from Remy without a word because I didn’t know what the hell I was thinking, but I had to leave. Brooks had treated me like shit an hour ago, and all I wanted to do was tell him to go to hell and then climb on top of him to fuck my anger out on him.

“What the hell is that?” I asked myself once I slipped into my car. I pounded my hand on the steering wheel and tried to get a grip on what I was feeling.

Brooks had pissed me off, but it had pushed me to do the best job I could on the car. The lines were so blurred with us now, I didn’t know what to do.

Throw another wrench at him?

Fuck his brains out?

Whatever it was, I needed to figure it out.

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