“I never imagined my sister would choose this over a real career.” Charlotte added and I finally looked up and I smiled pleasantly.
“I spend five days a week fixing expensive machines. You spent yours creating problems so I think I’m doing alright.” I said.
Hunter happened to walk through the roller door carrying a box of oil filters and he stopped just inside the entrance and immediately sensed the tension.
Charlotte noticed him and smiled politely.
“I see your biker friends are still visiting.” Charlotte said.
“They’re customers.” I said.
“They seem to spent a lot of time here.” She said.
“They appreciate quality workmanship.” I said and she laughed softly.
“Or maybe they enjoy rescuing you.” She said and I shook my head.
“I’ve noticed something interesting.” I said.
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