A mechanic tried to charge me $8,000 for a “broken engine”—but what I took out of my purse made him beg me to rip up the bill.

nothing.

I placed Rebecca’s report beside his invoice.

“You told me my engine was ruined. Now you’re telling me you have no damaged part, no saved results, and nothing you can show me.”

Kyle reached for the invoice.

“Let me tear this up. We’ll start again.”

I put my palm over it.

“Don’t touch it.”

His hand stopped.

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