“That would be up for a vote, don’t you think?” Blaine smiled at him. “I would like to see how many people would be in support of releasing a car with the possibility of imploding.”
“That’s only a tiny chance, chairman Tucker.” The director bowed.
“You heard the man. What automobile does not have a tiny chance of imploding in careless hands?”
“You cannot promise people speed when there is a risk attached to that speed,” Blaine shot out.
“What the hell is this man saying? Is that even English? There is always a risk attached to speed and that is death.”
“But not by implosion,” Ariel said, and he and she exchanged a glance that Sullivan caught. This seemed to infuriate him, and he wove his hand around her waist and pulled her to himself.
“Okay the car. We will move ahead with the plann
