MECHANIC BOSS(MM)
CHAPTER ONE
NOAH
“You Noah?”
That’s the first thing I hear when I step into the garage.
I turn fast and see him.
He’s tall. Built like he could lift a car with one hand. Grease on his forearms, black shirt tight across his chest.
I nod. “Yeah. Um… I’m here for the job?”
“You’re late.”
“I—yeah. The bus—”
“Don’t care.”
He turns around without another word and disappears behind a lifted truck. I’m left standing there like a damn i***t with my bag still on my shoulder.
Then another guy walks up—shorter, smiling, chewing gum like he’s got nowhere better to be.
“Don’t mind Silas,” he says. “He talks like that to everyone.”
“Is that his name?”
“Yep. Boss man. Doesn’t smile. Barely blinks. But he won’t kill you, probably.”
I laugh a little. Just a little.
“I’m Ra
