Luke didn’t plan to use the General for the Chickasaw race. But until he got a definite answer, the dark haired cousin didn’t want to get Bo’s hopes up. If things were slow at the Boar’s Nest, she’d might’ve left. The younger man watched the familiar scenery on a drive, they had made hundreds of times. Inspite of his curiosity, the only noise in the truck was both humming to the radio. Soon the truck came to a stop in the tavern parking lot. Next to the very vehicle that Luke had been thinking about earlier. Luke let out a sigh of relief. Put the shifter into park, then turned the ignition off. He took the keys and got out of the truck. Bo got out of the passenger door. Bo watched as Luke turned the truck off. They got out and headed into the Boar’s Nest, still not saying a word to one another. “Should have signed a contract…” was blaring from the jukebox, as the boys walked to the bar counter. Bo noticed a slight change in Luke’s expression, and then noticed Daney actually was signing paperwork. “Thank you, Redding.” She said and laid the pen down on legal papers. It was then she saw Bo and Luke. “Hey fellas,” She greeted her cousins. “Got something to help outta little.” She paused and looked at Redding. “Redding hired me.” “Yeah, what kind of job?” Bo stared at the blond haired man. “Howdy, Redding.” “Howdy Redding,” Luke echoed the greeting. “Hi fellas,” Redding answered, he removed the paperwork from the counter and held it out for them. “Here’s the details.” Luke accepted the document and begin to read. Daney watched the older and younger cousins read the proposal. “Not much,” she offered. “Yeah,” Luke agreed. He held the paperwork out toward his friend. “Thanks Redding,” He paused. “Sure appreciate it.” For the moment, the thought of asking Daney to use Hunter for the Chickasaw race seemed a definite no. He didn’t want his younger cousin to give up work that would probably look good on an investigator resume. “Aren’t y’all suppose to be working on the ceiling?” Daisy inquired from the behind the counter. She had been waiting on customers when Luke and Bo had walked in. “Tomorrow,” Bo replied. Their attention turned toward a table of rowdy patrons. Boasting about various car events happening over the next few weeks. Daney looked at her male cousins. She studied their demeanor for only a few seconds. She didn’t even need that much time, to know how they felt about the General out of commission. She figured their pride would keep them from accepting an offer. “Luke,” she queried loudly. “How ya feel about driving Hunter in that race?” “Huh?” He exclaimed. He thought he’d have to agree to a month of chores for her to even consider the idea. “Already signed up,” Daisy announced. Everyone turned their head slightly to look at her with registration paper in both hands. “You thought of everything,” Bo teased happily. He didn’t care to discuss the specifics of Hunter being in a race. All that mattered was the opportunity for the General getting back on the road. “Except for serving us a beer.” Daisy giggled. “Daney, time to check on the booths.” Luke listened to the playful banter between his younger cousins, as Bo wandered away in the direction of a cute girl by the jukebox. And when his own female cousins were out of earshot. He took the seat on the other side of the dark blond haired man. “You like her?” he asked casually. “You oughta know,” Redding grinned. “she don’t like mixing professional and personal. Neither do I.” He saw Luke’s eyebrows arch for a moment in an unspoken question. “Then why am I helping out?” “Um hum,” Luke pursed his lips. “Some folks just like to,” Daney interrupted by sitting an opened bottle of beer on the counter in front of each of them. “Enjoy,” She turned to get a tray of beverages for Bo and other customers ready. (Garrett, are you at the Boars Nest? Kristy & L.B.?)