Page 20 of No Funny Business


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“Totally. This is like a dream scenario for me. Nothing can get me down.” At least it better not. I’ve got too much riding on this.

Nick shakes his head. “Spoken like a true Vincent.”

I look over at the sound of my name, wondering what he means, then remember we’ve established it’s synonymous with winner.

With the city in the rearview, I look ahead toward my very bright future. It’s so bright I reach into my bag and pull out my prescription sunglasses. Ahh, that’s better. Time to sit back, relax, and enjoy the ride.

Dunk, dunk!

The sound of metal clanging beneath the undercarriage sends a jolt to my system, adrenaline surging in its wake. Nick grips both hands on the steering wheel as the metal object passes with no apparent damage. “What the hell was that?”

“Good question.” He glances in the rearview, then back at his dashboard. “Shit.”

“What?”

“Low tire pressure.”

“A flat?”

You’ve got to be kidding me.

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