Chapter 1741 Ruining Blake

Right then, Wynter's phone rang. She smirked, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "It looks like we've got some work to do." Whitley was still wondering what she meant when she stood up and walked out. As she went, she answered Lancelot's call. "Ms. Quinnell, it's just as you predicted. One of the rally sponsors, Lenny Malone, invited Ross to a café for a meeting a few days before the race. Their discussion's exact details remain unknown, but Ross left with a look of absolute confidence as if the championship was already in the bag." Lancelot continued to claim, "They must have made some sort of deal." Wynter was not particularly surprised. She had Lancelot investigate this because the appearance of such an incident at the rally, along with the meticulously cleaned crime scene, indicated issues with either the organizers or the sponsors. She put on her helmet, then tossed an identical one to Whitley in the back. The Bluetooth headset integrated into the helmet was both stylish and sl