𝗱𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁 ── dominic toretto.

37

"thank god! finally some equipment i can work with, this is way better than that trash in Rio" tej exclaimedd happily with his arms raised as he entered the area, roman following close behind

"what up!" roman greeted the team who was scattered around the room, gisele, brian and sage inspected the various weapons that were layed out for them "way better"

the elevator doors opened, hobbs and who the team would later learn as riley join them and everyone seemed to take notice minus roman

"has anybody heard from leo or santos?" the blonde questioned glancing at the members of his team in question "yeah, last time anyone saw them, they were hitting up the casinos in Monte Carlo"

"i thought that was our last job brian, and who's paying for all this equipment? the taxpayers?" roman spoke suspiciously whilst dramatically waving his arms around "so now we work for the hulk? that's what we doing? why do I smell baby oil?"

"you keep runnin' your piehole, you're gonna smell an ass kicking" hobbs's voice startled roman when it spoke out of nowhere, the man now sealing his lips and not saying another word

"all right, hobbs you got the best crew in the world standing right infront of you. give 'em a reason to stay" the older toretto said as he walked away from the big city windows where he'd been stood since they had arrived

"our target's Owen Shaw, former major in the SAS spec-ops soldiers, he ran UK's mobility division in Kabul and Basra" the introduction made the team gather around the table, tej being the one to make a comment "ah damn, that mobility unit is the truth we're talking about vehicular warfare best in the world"

and roman, being roman not paying full attention he stepped towards han, asking for food making han flip over his chip packet to indicate that he didn't have any

"for years they've been doing jobs in europe but their recent most job has graduated them to a whole new level, three targets highly specific - the program terminal form an ICBM missile" as hobbs continued listing, roman wasn't giving up on his search for food instead this time he asked tej "hey, you got some change?"

"seriously? you're a millionaire and you still trying to ask for money?" destipe his rant, tej pulled out a few quarters and dropped them in roman's open hand "that's how you stay a millionaire" by now, everyone in the room was silent and waiting for the two men to finish their quarrel

"so what does this all mean? sage questioned glancing up from the papers in her hand "well our best guess is that shaw's crew is building a nightshade device"

"which is?"

"a tech bomb" riley now joini the conversation started to explain, "designed to block and entire military communication grid for twenty four hours"

"if you blind a soldier for a single second in the middle of a fight, he dies, if you bling a country for twenty four hours, the loss of life is unthinkable. this could be worth billions to the right buyer" the agent concluded as the team processed all the information they'd just received

"billions?" tej repeated, "why don't we just steal that shit?" sage scoffed silently and playfully, it was like every person in the room wasn't already a millionaire

"hey man, which one of these things is a dollar?" roman's words easing the seriousness in the room, it being replaced with clear disappointment and embarrassment "it says something about-"

hobbs pulling out his gun and shooting the vending machine into despair was something that caught everyone off guard, but roman being the one to flinch as different types of snacks flew towards him "it's on the house"