Chapter 47
Theresa watched Bobby Joe flash by the pits and checked the finish-line clock.
Well, she still had the pole time, but they were definitely gunning for her. A woman had set the tone and it was going to be an incredibly hot race. She scrawled on a message board and leaned it beside her against the pit wall for when Bobby Joe returned to the pits.
She checked her cell phone again while he was coasting around the Backstretch, no message from Dana. Where had that girl gotten to?
She was debating whether to hit speed dial yet one more time, when a different roar sounded from the track.
Not fire.
Not collision alarm.
Not fine-tuned racing engine.
But she knew that sound.
RAM IV.
Theresa would know that sound anywhere.
With a bright flash as if showing up from nowhere, a stre
