Chapter 8
Corinne had parked far away from the other wrestlers since she hadn't been sure what was reserved or not. As she walked she called one of the girls who worked with her and left a message on the voice mail asking for the information that she needed to make the annual report, thinking that if they emailed it to her as soon as they had come into the office, she could analyze some of it the next day without having to go into the office. As she hung up the phone, she turned the key to her car and nothing happened.
"What the..." She wondered confusedly.
The car was indeed quite old, but nonetheless usually worked pretty well. It had never just been completely dead before. She tried again and still, not even a noise came out of the engine. She could feel her stomach dropping and now wished that she hadn't waited so late to come out here. She tried again and yelped as a knock on the window frightened her. But then she realized it was Ben, Bobby's little brother.
"Need help?" he asked charmingly.
"Umm, yeah, actually I have no clue what is wrong with my car." She said, getting out of the car after popping the trunk, knowing that it had something to do with the engine. She watched as he quickly opened it and looked in. She stood back and watched him carefully, and was shocked when he seemed to know exactly what was wrong with it.
"Looks like you have no oil and your spark plugs are shot."
"Are you sure?" Corinne said, reaching inside her purse for her mace.
"Yep, go ahead take a look." He said getting out of the way. Corinne was scared but tried to calm down. She repeated in her head over and over again that it was Bobby's brother and he wouldn't try to hurt her. Against her better judgement, she leaned down and took a look at the engine.
Corinne had parked far away from the other wrestlers since she hadn't been sure what was reserved or not. As she walked she called one of the girls who worked with her and left a message on the voice mail asking for the information that she needed to make the annual report, thinking that if they emailed it to her as soon as they had come into the office, she could analyze some of it the next day without having to go into the office. As she hung up the phone, she turned the key to her car and nothing happened.
"What the..." She wondered confusedly.
The car was indeed quite old, but nonetheless usually worked pretty well. It had never just been completely dead before. She tried again and still, not even a noise came out of the engine. She could feel her stomach dropping and now wished that she hadn't waited so late to come out here. She tried again and yelped as a knock on the window frightened her. But then she realized it was Ben, Bobby's little brother.
"Need help?" he asked charmingly.
"Umm, yeah, actually I have no clue what is wrong with my car." She said, getting out of the car after popping the trunk, knowing that it had something to do with the engine. She watched as he quickly opened it and looked in. She stood back and watched him carefully, and was shocked when he seemed to know exactly what was wrong with it.
"Looks like you have no oil and your spark plugs are shot."
"Are you sure?" Corinne said, reaching inside her purse for her mace.
"Yep, go ahead take a look." He said getting out of the way. Corinne was scared but tried to calm down. She repeated in her head over and over again that it was Bobby's brother and he wouldn't try to hurt her. Against her better judgement, she leaned down and took a look at the engine.