Chase's eyes grew even wider if that was possible. "What?" he screamed. "I did no such thing, you hear?"

Nancy continued to give him a neutral expression. "Just curious, since the Doppler truck went haywire and almost killed him." Her eyes narrowed. "Kind of like my GPS."

Chase shook his head emphatically. "I had nothing to do with that. Must have been those mice. They must have eaten the coolant line again."

Nancy's lips curved into a smirk. "I never said it was the coolant line. I just said it went haywire."

"I—yeah, I just assumed—"

"Nice try."