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“So what part of Nebraska are you from Amour? That’s a beautiful name by the way.”
    “Thanks, I’m from Omaha.”
    “Oh, I’ve never been there before. What’s it like?”
    Amour raked her windblown hair out of her face. “It’s beautiful. It has a lot of beautiful landmarks and greenery. When you’re there, you get a real sense of peace and serenity that you probably wouldn’t get in a lot of other places.”
    “I’ll have to visit there one day.”
    “You should, the Midwest is a wonderful part of the country. It’s a great place to raise a family.” Mack stopped at a red light as she and Chandra finished their conversation. When it turned green and he gave his car some gas, the roar of the powerful engine made her take notice. “This is quite a car you have Mack.”
    “Thanks. It was my pop’s. He left it to me when he passed away.”
    “He had great taste in cars. A sixty-seven Pontiac GTO is a hell of a muscle car.”
    Mack looked at her briefly through the rear view mirror and his forehead wrinkled. “You know what year this car is just by looking at it?”
    “Yep, I love these cars; they’re the perfect classic muscle cars. I’ll take a GTO over any other classic any day of the week.”
    “Same here, that’s why I still have it.”
    She placed her hand on the back of Mack’s seat and leaned forward as much as her seat belt would allow her to. “I’ve noticed you didn’t alter the inside like most people who own these cars do. I see you’ve kept it clean and original. No air conditioning or power. I’m impressed; most people mess them up by putting all the modern conveniences inside of them. I’m all for keeping it old school.”
    Mack quickly looked back at Jason mockingly and said, “Exactly.”
    Jason looked up at him. “Whatever man, still need air in this oven.”
    “Here here!” Chandra said while fanning herself with her hand. “I’ve been telling him that every since I’ve known him. He also needs a heating system in here. It gets very cold in this car in the winter.”
    “Don’t listen to them Mack,” Amour said jokingly. “They don’t seem to understand what it’s like to have a classic beauty such as this.”
    Mack raised his hand in a salute. “That’s right!”
    “The paint job on this car is sweet. Does this one have a three eighty-nine or an XS? I’m guessing an XS from the sound of it.”
    Mack hesitated a little before answering. She guessed probably because like most people she met, he was surprised she knew so much about cars. “Thanks. The paint is actually the only thing I’ve changed on the car. The engine is an XS. My dad wanted the best one at the time so he paid a little more to this model.”
    “Nice,” she said nodding her head.
    “Are you a mechanic or something?” Chandra asked begrudgingly.
    Amour chuckled. “No, I’m a race car driver.”
    Her reply caught Jason’s attention. He turned to her and said, “Really? Professional?”
    “Yes, I race in the RED STRIPES competitions.”
    “How come I’ve never heard of you? I watch the REDS quite often,” Mack said. Chandra chuckled from Mack’s reply. Amour got the feeling that it had less to do with what he said being funny, and more to do with making her look bad because she wasn’t too thrilled with the two of them bonding in such a way, however innocent. From what she could tell, Chandra seemed like the jealous type. “Well, probably because most people only watch during the REDS 500 race. I have yet to qualify; that could be the reason.”
    “Have you competed in any of the smaller races?” Jason asked.
    “Yeah, five to be exact. I’ve placed first in two of them.”
    “Nice,” Mack said.
    “Why would you want to do that?” Chandra asked. “That doesn’t seem too lady like.”
    Jason shot her an angry look. “You’re a cop Chandra. There weren’t many female cops at one point in time either. She’s not the only female racer. I would think you of all people