Jack sat in his small office tucked into the corner of the workshop, feet up on his desk scrolling through Instagram on his phone. He'd finished his last job an hour or so ago, replacing a clutch that one of the Vamps had trashed in one the many cars in the Abascas fleet, & had nothing much else to do. As the time hit 9:30 pm Jack peered out of his office out into the shop and satisfied that nothing else was coming in decided that it was quitting time. Quickly doing a once over of the shop to make sure everything was where it should be Jack switched the lights off and headed for the exit. No sooner had he set foot outside the door though did a Corvette appear round the corner, one Vamp pushing it & another inside steering it. Smoke was pouring from beneath the hood. Jack sighed heavily. Looks like he wasn't going home after all.

"What the hell did you do it?" He asked as the car stopped in front of him. "Dunno, it just went bang," said the Vamp climbing out of the car. The other one had quickly bolted once the car was where it needed to be, clearly wanting to be anywhere but there. Jack shook his head. About as an intelligent a reply as he normally got. "Just push it in" he instructed, still shaking his head as he pressed the button to open the garage shutter door & stepping through when it was sufficiently open enough. The stricken Corvette was pushed in shortly after & Jack dismissed the Vamp with a wave of his hand. "Let's see what the damage is then," he sighed as he popped the hood & lifted it up to reveal the V8 engine beneath - or what was left of it in this case. Smoke still pouring out, oil everywhere and quite a large hole in the side of the block. "Great." Jack muttered. "There goes my night."