The Legendary Mechanic Wiki Novels & Stories

Alexia Skylar Hale To be honest, killing was easy for me. Showing no emotions and killing them, the enemies. Here i go again, killing for my father. Its my job as li fantasma or as in english, “The ghost,” but as Alexia Skylar Hale, im known to be work along side my father, in the company, of course.

Leaning my head onto my fist while sitting on a creaky plastic chair, I was thinking about granting him all the money he was asking for out of necessity before coming back for him during the night and draining him. Certain creatures aren’t worth the trouble, but also not to keep wandering on earth, scamming people. Suddenly, the door opened, and Baxter came in with a huge smile on his lips. It was like time slowed down, his scent blocking out every possible thought that wasn’t about him. He went straight to the mechanic, greeted him and my driver and just made himself part of the conversation. His eyes were sparkling the entire time, even when he told the mechanic about his bike making a str

Asher felt a surge of pride so sharp it nearly hurt. Snake blinked, stunned. “How the hell do you know that?” “My dad was a mechanic before he decided to be a ghost,” Lila said with a shrug, tossing the cigarette back at him. “I grew up under a chassis. Now, are we going to stand around measuring dicks, or am I going to get a tour of this dump?”

He's standing at the boot now looking over at me and I'm incredibly uncomfortable. "I… I'm not sure." Everything I say seems to be sounding like a question and I have no idea why, but the guy nods and goes back to circling it. Suddenly I'm not sure if I locked it, but I feel like if I do now, it'll look like I'm doing it because I don't trust him. Which I don't, but I don't want him to know that. "Reg mate, get 'ere and look at this." He shouts and I flinch, then he's looking at me again. "My buddy Reg is a mechanic, he'll love seeing a car like this."

Started the engine, pushed the gear lever to drive and his right leg pressed the accelerator. As planned, Subi sat quietly at the passenger’s seat watching her boyfriend in action. As she was busy checking all the contents in the car, she saw the doctor back at the driver’s seat groaning for help. It was then that she realized that it was a mission gone sour. Painfully, she saw her man start the engine and drove about hundred meters before he slumped dead on the seat.

But Miko stayed in the doctor’s office and patiently waited her turn. “Uh, are you a MedTech too?” asked the doctor. Miko shook her head in response. “I’m an engineer, coder, designer,” she replied. “Oh, I see,” said the doctor. “Well, I can point you towards Mechanic’s Alley if you want. I’m sure they could use someone with your talents.” Miko shook her head again. “I glanced at some of their projects as I walked here,” she said. “None are interesting. However, I have a proposition for you. Judging from the bags under your eyes…”

"Excuse me mister, I'm paying you for your job. Do I look like someone who'll wait for something?" The mechanic stood up from where he was lying beneath the car. And that was when she saw him. A dark skinned guy with strong jaw, a sharp pointed nose with beard and sideburns. His hair, even though dirty, was dark and curly. How could a mechanic be that cute? She wondered. "I'm sorry, if you think you're too big to wait then feel free to leave. I can't leave the work of the customer that first you just because of your work, okay?".

“As long as you do exactly as I say, there will be no trace. But remember our agreement—a hundred thousand up front, another hundred thousand after the job is done. And I'm out of this town for good.” “Of course.” Victor took out a thick envelope containing cash. “Half now. The rest when the job is done.” The mechanic counted the money quickly, then nodded with satisfaction. "Their car is due for service next week at my garage. I'll install this device during the routine checkup. No one will suspect a thing.“ ”Good.“ Victor nervously sipped his whiskey. ”And you're sure... this will work?“ ”Trust me. When they hit the brakes while driving on those mountain roads...“ The mechanic made a falli

Gideon demanded, holding the screaming man firm against the metal door. "His ex-girlfriend! Vivienne Sterling!" the mechanic blurted out desperately. "She was sitting in the car with him when he gave me the money! She provided the daily work schedule of the groundskeeper so I would know when the truck was parked here! That is all I know! I swear on my life!" Gideon kept his icy gaze fixed on the trembling man for three heavy seconds. Then, he tossed the mechanic onto the hard floor like a bag of trash. The man collapsed, coughing violently and clutching his bruised throat.

After he disappeared down the street, one of the veteran mechanics let out a long sigh. “If that kid listened to Elias and learned the right way from the beginning,” he said quietly, “he never would have ended up like this.” I did not answer. I picked up my wrench, knelt beside the Ferrari, and continued fine‑tuning the suspension.