Mackenzie
AFTER GUS AND CHASE’S little powwow, we watched as they went their separate ways.
“Hmm... very interesting. Did you see them shake hands?” Kara murmured as Gus walked out of the diner with his friend.
“Yeah. They’re probably just setting up another race,” Maya said.
Kara sat back in the booth. “Chase must be so pissed off at Mattie’s dad.”
“She’s probably just as angry at him. It sounds like Sheriff Robbins drove her home in his squad car. She probably got her a*s chewed out,” Maya said, still scrolling through the texts on her phone.
“Oh, boo hoo. Poor baby,” Kara said sarcastically. “At least someone can control that bitch.”
Sara stared past our table. “Don’t look now, but Chase is walking this way.”
I looked up just as he was nearing our booth, probably en route toward
