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Carl Carlton slipped away fro toward the garage Carl had seen a lot back in the early days but couldn’t recall anything quite as enjoyable as watching Duke Hino at Julie Jenkins like she was a man’s toy

Before he was a car owner, he was an up-and-co rookie, a man who took money under the table from bookies He wrecked drivers when they were favored to win He bought off their wives so they could take their husbands out partying the night before a big race He paid extra if they’d keep them busy with an insatiable appetite and hefty intis into a driver’s drink whenever he was gifted with opportunity

At one time, Carl Carlton ell-respected, but then Jake Jenkins ca and confronted him about his activities, and Jake wouldn’t hear of it when Carl offered him a piece of the pie Carl killed him Not because he wanted to, or even because those behind hiht it needed to be done

Carl killed him because Jake was a stupid idiot who should’ve taken the money he was offered He was a man who had the world by its tail and he simply refused to fly

Carl had no patience for that None whatsoever At least Jake’s daughter wasn’t a chip off the old block She’d wanted to race She’d wanted to win As fate would have it, Carl was lucky enough to have Julie Jenkins on his payroll She’d e Thanks to her, he’d made a mint

The girl didn’t have h When Carl asked her to ladly filled out the paperwork She’d told him that she understood what he would lose in the way of profits in the event of her death, and she’d never questioned why he suddenly wanted her life insured She accepted the request as protocol

Then again, he was lucky she hadn’t mentioned the policy to anyone else Carl had told her all the team owners requested insurance on their moneymakers She believed him

He pulled his cell from his pocket and stared at the Hinman house as he keyed in a number he knew by heart He pressed the send button and waited Two rings later, a woman picked up the phone

“It’s Carl”

“Tell me the bitch is dead”

Carl snickered “I see why you want her cold and buried”

“What do you have for me, Carl?”

“I got pictures Wanna see ’eraphs of Annie’s e and slip into bed with him Once she did, it was all over He’d hook her hat he had between his legs The sluts always stayed awhile The good women, those were the women he couldn’t keep

“I want her dead I didn’t ask you I told you If you don’t kill her, I’ll start talking We both know I have enough to not only ruin your career, but get you locked up for life Maybe even the death penalty Is that what you want, Carl?”

He snarled Sometimes he’d love to tie Annie down and stuff his cock in herWhen she wasn’t bitching, she hining because she truly believed the Hinman brothers loved her, but chose to help Julie out of pity