Chapter 6
Caleb parked his truck and shut off the engine. He noticed his sister’s Jeep, but not his dad’s Ford pick-up truck in front of the building. Youngblood Racing’s office was housed in an old, but small Quonset hut in south Daytona. In the summer, the heat inside was only made bearable when air conditioning window units ran non-stop. There was little privacy inside. For this reason, Caleb’s sister, Joan, usually was out of the office, preferring networking and marketing at NASCAR headquarters, local restaurants, and coffee shops, charity events, and media meet-ups, when she wasn’t poring over the financials. In fact, Caleb was surprised that Joan was in, but his dad wasn’t.
The metal door creaked when he entered. Noel, his dad’s secretary, greeted him when he stepped inside.
“Hey
