The scent of motor oil and gasoline permeated the air as Andrea walked across the back of the pit area to Case’s pit box. The final practice before the shootout was getting ready to start, and she had been invited to sit atop the box alongside Brad, the crew chief, and a few other members of Case’s team, while he took part in the practice.
She was nervous for reasons she didn’t quite understand. It wasn’t that she didn’t think he’d be safe; she’d seen him drive enough times on TV to know he was always as cautious as possible. But it was impossible to know for sure if a driver would return unscathed every single time he or she strapped into a racecar.
It didn’t help that she’d just seen Sarah. The other woman was staying away from her for now. She was with Gordo, and they were practically
