Page 172 of Finish Line

Nick comes up behind me and tells me to go. I run out the door, and he follows behind me. Roger has one foot in a car as he turns around.

I shoot and hit his arm, making him drop his gun.

He grabs his arm, giving me a death glare as he climbs in the car.

Nick and I shoot as the vehicle takes off.

“Fuck!” I scream as Roger escapes.

Nick and I return to the warehouse, where the rest tie up Roger’s crew.

Dom pulls the zip tie tight on one of the guys. “What did I say, Shelby?”

I point to the door I came through. “I wasn’t about to let him leave without trying to capture him!”

He throws up his arms. “You ran out of a protected area into an area where people were shooting.”

“You’d have done the same damn thing, and Nick was with me.”

“She was safe, Dom. You can’t protect everyone,” Nick reminds him.

Dom storms off.

“He’ll get over it.” Nick waves. “Let’s see what we can find.”

We spend the next three hours boxing stuff up to take with us. Roger left files, photos, and a laptop.

When we make it back to the mansion, the guys stumble into bed.

Before I can do the same, Dom pulls me into his room.

“I’m scared that you’re blind with hate for him, which could get you hurt or killed.” Dom palms my cheek. “I’m sorry I yelled, but I would die if something happened to you.”

“I promise to be more careful.” I snuggle into his arms and pull him over to his bed.

Moving day is nothing but chaos.

I’m glad I only have to deal with the tail end of it, since the guys promised they have everything under control.

Greg called and told us to start back up in two weeks, so to prepare the car. That was a week and a half ago. Cin, Ricky, Mark, Bill, and I test the car to make sure everything runs smoothly.

When Cin and I return home, a moving truck blocks part of the road because it couldn’t fit in our driveway.

The truck is half empty. My bedroom furniture sits in front of what remains.

The mansion was the last place the truck stopped. The twins decided to bring their living room furniture for the game room in the basement. When they were picking out the house, they made sure it had a basement where they could put their toys.

Dom and Mav said they won’t move without their pool and air hockey tables.

Chad suggested we take some of the outdoor furniture with us since he owns six sets they never sit on.

Luke decided to move out of his house so Carter can have his own room. Clara and Henry were sad, but understood he needed to live his own life.

Two days before the race, Peter asks me to join him for lunch, but first, he needs us to go over my mom’s will at the attorney’s office.

I’m floored Mom had a will.

At the attorney’s office, the attorney reviews the legal details, then continues to the good stuff.

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