Chapter 188 Look Both Ways
Watching Case crash had caused Andrea’s heart to leap in her chest. She was glad he was okay, but as he got out of his car, she realized he wasn’t out of danger yet.
Whiskey and Stewart were fighting very close to the track where cars were still speeding by. Even though they’d slowed down because the caution flag was out, they were still driving over forty miles an hour. Andrea could see the safety vehicles on their way over, so she prayed that they’d get there in time to break up the fight before someone got hurt.
It didn’t surprise her at all to see Case go over to try to stop them from fighting, though. “This isn’t good,” she muttered under her breath. She had a bad feeling about the entire situation. “Case… just get back,” she whispered.
Whiskey turned on Case, then, and Andrea sucked in a deep breath and held it. Before her eyes, her worst fear began to play out in front of her. Whiskey shoved Case, hard, and he went flying backward, right into oncoming traffic.
Andrea held her breath and shot to her feet as Case flew toward the hood of a car. The driver swerved, trying to keep from hitting the pedestrian driver, but it was too late. Case landed on the hood of the car as the squeal of brakes filled the racetrack.
She saw him land and then slide off the front of the car, landing on the track just in front of the car. Thankfully, the driver had managed to hit the brakes in time and didn’t run over him. “Is he okay? Is he okay?” she was asking anyone and everyone, but no one could answer.
The driver of the car, a man named Heath Host, turned his engine off and got out as quickly as he could. The safety workers were there now, too, but Stewart and Whiskey were still fighting so neither of them came to Case’s aid.
Miraculously, Case was already getting to his feet when Heath reached him. He helped him up and then Case moved to sit on the hood of Heath’s car until the emergency workers got there.
Case didn’t have his radio since that was in his helmet. From here, it looked as if he would be okay, but Andrea needed to see him up close, to put her arms around him, to hear him say he was all right.
“Head down to infield care,” Brad told her.
Like a robot operating without thought, Andrea pulled her headset off and hurried toward the infield care center. She’d been there before, but never under these circumstances. Images of what had happened flashed before her eyes. She also imagined the worse. What if Heath hadn’t stopped in time? He could’ve ran Case over.
“Andrea!” Her sister’s voice rang out behind her. She slowed slightly to wait for Leslie to catch up, but she wasn’t going to stop walking to wait. Leslie came running up behind her. “Are you okay?”
“No,” she admitted, hurrying toward infield care. “I’m terrified.”
Leslie put her hand on her shoulder. “He looked like he was okay.”
“I want to see for myself.”
“I don’t blame you.”
The two sisters hurried to the infield care center and arrived as the ambulance got there. Case stepped out and gave her a small wave. She blew out a sigh of relief. He looked okay. Of course, that didn’t mean he didn’t have a concussion or something else wrong with him, but at least he wasn’t bleeding and didn’t appear to have any broken bones.
Case went into the care center so that the doctors could check him out. Andrea folded her arms and waited outside, glad that he was all right but still upset. She wanted to punch Whiskey Rogers in the face.
He hadn’t gotten off the first ambulance with Case, though Stewart had. She imagined the safety workers had purposely separated the two that were fighting. When the ambulance came back, and the doors opened, it was all Andrea could do to keep from running over and punching him right in the nose. But since that would make her as bad as he was, she stopped herself.
A few reporters had already gathered nearby. They started shouting her name, trying to ask her questions, but she just ignored them. Most of them were asking if she was glad Case was all right, which was a stupid question anyway. Then, one of them asked, “Is it true that you and Case are engaged?”
Her eyes bulged, but she didn’t turn to look at them. Granted, she had her ring on, so it was possible one of them just had really good eyesight, but since her hand was folded underneath her arm, she had no idea how they would’ve known.
Rather than get into it at the moment, she ignored them, moving a bit closer to the infield care center. She just needed to see Case and hear from his own lips that he was all right. At the moment, nothing else mattered.
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