The Family's Chaos Mechanic Part Three

Midnight Morretti has been summoned to a private restaurant by the man whose car she fixed on a dark road — the man whose family has been filling her father's shop, writing her Yelp reviews, and quietly rearranging every inconvenient detail of her life. He drove forty minutes at two a.m. to buy his wife a candy bar. He also may have put her stalker ex-boyfriend in the ICU.

The lunch was supposed to be a thank-you. The gnocchi was supposed to be a courtesy. And the leather binder full of thirty personal profiles was supposed to be someone else's problem.

Now his wife is ordering her lunch, his right-hand man is sorting her romantic prospects into a binder, and Midnight is sitting across from them in a baseball cap and engine grease trying to figure out how a hose clamp turned into a matchmaking operation.

She brought her chaos. They brought twelve candidates and a deadline that shares her name.