CHAPTER THIRTEEN
WARWICKE WATCHED PERCY and Brita walk away with a feeling of dread. He knew Brita believed that Fabiana was involved in Lautaro’s murder somehow. And he wasn’t happy that he had the smallest inkling of doubt in that direction himself. Not that he thought Fabiana killed the man. But there seemed to be little doubt she was there when it happened.
The flag dropped at the far end of the track and a cheer went up as the winner was announced through the loudspeaker. Warwicke turned as Fabiana, in her brother’s newly repaired Camaro, shot up to the starting line.
She was still alone up there. It looked like her partner was going to be a no show.
The throaty roar of an engine caused everyone to turn and look as a low-slung, widely built car roared up to the finish line and pul
