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“I’ you, and I’d like the truth He really believes so to kill me, doesn’t he?”

Duke took a gulp of orange juice “Who’d you piss off in drag racing, Julie?”

She stared at hi how she should answer Finally she said, “You mean besides everyone? I can’t think of anyone in particular”

“Think harder,” Duke encouraged “Hank was up and down all night trying to figure out e’ve hired who er to you, and he caain, we have ten new guys on the team Someone could blend in without a problem”

“What about that mechanic I met at University Hospital?”

“Why? Do you know him?”

She shook her head “No, but do you know anyone in stock car racing who knows hienius, and if that’s so, why haven’t I heard the name Sam McMann before?”

“He was our first choice and our last,” Duke adot his whole fahly recouy hated to lose hih he knew he couldn’t afford him, he was the one o”

“Well, who else could it be?”

Duke stood and stretched After he yawned a few times, he said, “I don’t know, Julie But that’s not for you to worry about Coot a way for you to pass the time”

The Ole La lot was empty at noon At five minutes past twelve, Hank noticed aover the bike and hopped off, looking at his front tire like he detected a serio

us problem

Hank kept a keen eye on hi as he reround Then, he stos moved

Great, Hank thought, keeping his hand on a pistol lodged between the seats Apparently, the guy liked theatrical perfor out of his way to pretend he had a proble them