He tapped the tablet. A schematic of the Prius bloomed in the air.
He took the next exit and pulled through the gaping gate. pitstop pro
“It’s a Pro tool,” Fran said, not looking up. “Sealant’s rated for 50,000 miles. I’m giving you fifty-two. Don’t test it.” He tapped the tablet
“You have six dollars and forty-two cents in your glovebox, under the registration. That’s your bill.” She wiped her hands on a rag that was already clean. “And Leo? The check engine light for the O2 sensor? That’s a loose wire. Don’t let the dealer charge you for a new one.” “It’s a Pro tool,” Fran said, not looking up
His first customer of the morning was a terrified teenager in a beat-up Prius. “Please,” the kid said, “I have a job interview. The red triangle of death came on.”
“Leo,” she said. Not a question.