WARWICKE WAS HAPPY to see her smiling again.
But Alfric’s keen nose for trouble put an abrupt stop to their fun. “That seems a little bit too much of a coincidence doesn’t it? Fabiana’s car being forced off the track and you guys getting chased the other day?”
Warwicke’s smile slid away and he sighed. “Actually it was her brother’s car. Alvaro was sniffing around trying to find out who tampered with it when he was attacked. We’ll need to go have a conversation with Alvaro’s mechanic ourselves.”
Alfric frowned. “If the car belonged to Alvaro, maybe Fabiana wasn’t the target?”
“That possibility had occurred to me,” Warwicke said, “especially with everything else that’s happened to Alvaro lately.”
“What do you mean?”
He glanced at Fabiana and she nodded. “A week or so ago Alvaro was in
