That stopped him for half a second.
“You build EV systems.”
“You know us?”
“I know systems.”
The answer was strange.
Before she could ask, he leaned closer.
“There.”
“What?”
He pointed.
“Power distribution relay isn't seated.”
“That would kill the whole car?”
“Depending on how the controller handles the interruption.”
He reached deeper.
Alexandra moved closer to hold the flashlight.
Their shoulders nearly touched.
Henry glanced at her.
“You're going to ruin those shoes.”
“Fix my car.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
“Don't call me ma’am.”
“Yes, CEO.”
She stared.
He smiled slightly.
Then worked.
Four minutes later:
“Try it.”
Alexandra returned to the driver seat.
Pressed start.
The system came alive.
Dashboard illuminated.
Motor ready.
She stared.
Henry closed the hood.
“Temporary.”
“What?”
“Relay housing may be cracked.”
“Connection can vibrate loose again.”
“Take it to a proper garage tomorrow.”
Alexandra stepped out.
“You're telling me you're not proper?”
“I’m standing in rain fixing cars at midnight with a flashlight.”
“That doesn't answer the question.”
“It answers enough.”
She opened her purse.
“How much?”
Henry shook his head.
“No.”
Alexandra stared.
“Excuse me?”
“Nothing.”
“Don’t be ridiculous.”
“I’m not.”
“You came twenty miles.”
“More like twelve.”
“You're soaked.”
“Yes.”
“You fixed the car.”
“Yes.”
“I’m paying you.”
“No.”
Alexandra became irritated.
“It works however we decide it works.”
Henry wiped his hands with a rag.
“Tonight I decided it’s free.”
“Why?”
He checked his phone.
The screen illuminated.
Alexandra saw a photograph.
Little girl.
Missing front tooth.
Huge smile.
Henry noticed her looking.
“My daughter.”
“How old?”
“Seven.”
“You need to get home.”
“Exactly.”
He put the phone away.
“I don't take money from people stranded alone at night.”
“Somebody should help.”
“That's it.”
Alexandra stared.
“No hidden invoice?”
“No.”
“No business pitch?”
“No.”
“No networking opportunity?”
“Lady, I don't even know your last name.”
She almost said it.
Then realized she already had.
He simply had not connected it to anything that mattered.
That affected her more than she understood.
Henry picked up his tool bag.
“Drive first.”
“What?”
“I’ll follow until the next exit.”
“You don't need to.”
“I know.”
Again.
That answer.
Alexandra returned to the car.
Henry waited.
She pulled onto the highway.
His old pickup followed at a respectful distance until she reached the city.
Then disappeared.
Alexandra drove home.
She did not sleep.
At 2:13 a.m., she opened Reed Mobility’s engineering failure report.
At 2:41, she pulled up the architecture for her own vehicle.
At 3:08, she realized Henry had diagnosed a power-distribution failure in under five minutes, without diagnostic equipment.
At 3:16, she remembered how he moved.
Not like someone guessing.
Like someone modeling a system mentally.
At 3:31, Alexandra searched:
Henry Carter engineer