Page 124 of Overtake
“They questioned you too?” Wyn asks.
“Everyone with team connections.” Zara eyes him and seems supremely unimpressed.
“Everyone?Why?” Wyn’s a smart guy in the car, but sometimes a bit slow off the line outside the cockpit.
Zara arches a fine dark brow at him. “Some of us actually understand the tech they’re digging into, Pritchard.” Her New York bluntness is on full display.
Petra hides a smile behind her water glass as Wyn blinks, clearly unused to being dismissed so casually. He’s getting it from all the ladies tonight.
Maiken leans forward. “Has anyone cross-referenced other fan photos with garage access times? Like, analyzed the data?”
“Yup.” Zara’s laptop appears as if conjured. “I started a spreadsheet last night.”
“Of course you did, strategy nerd.” Wyn actually sounds impressed, and Nico’s surprised that he knows Zara’s a strategist. The guy generally doesn’t pay attention to anyone outside of WolfBett Racing and specifically his own crew.
“I like to use my brain for more than hitting walls.” Her fingers are flying over the keys.
Maiken presses her lips together, obviously swallowing a laugh, then she makes a little hiccupping noise after Reece pokes her under the table.
Wyn turns toward her. “You choking?”
She takes a huge gulp of her water, then gasps, “I’m fine. Wrong pipe.”
Meanwhile, Cin’s eyeing our dinners with professional scrutiny. “Nice protein balance, Petra. Nico, good choice with the complex carbs. Reece... surprisingly adequate.”
“High praise.” Reece grins.
“Where’s Ona?” Petra asks. Ona Kenyatta is Reece’s physio.
“Nairobi. She always goes home to celebrate Mashujaa Day with her family.”
Maiken rests her head on her husband’s shoulder. “That’s why I’m here. Moral support.”
Reece smirks. “What would I do without you, honeybee?”
“Lose,” Petra replies and they all laugh.
Jacintha points at Wyn’s glass. “Why are you drinking milk at dinner?”
“Because he’s a great big baby,” Reece replies. “Always has been. Remember when you cried because I wouldn’t let you re-pass after an overtake?”
“That was one time!” Wyn protests. “And I was six. You took my?—”
“Teddy bear?” Zara suggests without looking up from her screen.
“Pacifier,” Maiken stage-whispers.
The brothers’ shit talk makes Nico miss Nia. She’d be right in the mix if she was there. Giving him hell.
“Huh.” Zara’s head cocks as she considers her screen. “That’s interesting.”
Wyn leans closer to look at her screen, then jerks back when she raises an eyebrow at him. “Care to share?” he asks.
She sighs and angles her computer so he can see what’s caught her attention. “Fine.”
“Right then.” Cin stands, eyeing empty plates and checking her watch. “Early start tomorrow. Petra, you need sleep.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
