A Strange Little Racetrack

Sarah's car pulled up to the parking lot. She sat at the wheel for one quiet second just so that she could breathe. Take in the moment. Talking to clients was always a challenging. Especially in a casual setting. She much preferred the sturm und drang of the board room to the quiet conflict of the after party. It was always a battle, but she preferred to actually be fighting.

She looked to the side at the venue. A strange pick. Some kind of race track. From her car she could hear the announcer inside babbling inaudibly about who was winning or losing. The building was small. Certainly she never heard of it. But, that could just be because the closest thing that Sarah knew to racing was that she used to run track in high school. Long legs will do that for you. It was a strange place for a meet and great. Sarah snarled slightly. Probably some kind of power move.

It didn't matter. Regardless of the intention, Sarah knew that she would be ready for anything this woman could throw at her. Anything at all!

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