Everyone is able to make it back in one piece. Though most of our cars did not.
"This is crazy," Rome remarks. "We are not in Brazil. So, now we got cars flying in the air? On some 007-type shit? This is not what we do!"
"Man, you really got to check that emotion," Tej tells him. "Your voice just went from Shaggy to Scooby-Doo. "This is not what we...""
"See, man, when a woman starts shooting at you, that's a clear sign to back the fuck off!" Rome insists. "We need to get the hell out of Dodge!" Rome gestures to his wrecked car. "That could have been my forehead, man."
"No.That's not as big as your forehead," Tej tells him.
I help Dom take a slug out of his shoulder.
Brian walks over towards us. "She definitely saw it was you?"
"She looked dead at me, Brian," Dom tells him.
"Maybe the Letty we once knew is gone, Dom. Even though she's alive, maybe she's gone," Brian says.
Dom shakes his head. "You don't turn your back on family. Even when they do."
Tej has pictures of Shaw's team up on tv screens.
"Mmm-hmm. Yeah, right. This is crazy, man," Rome says.
"What are you talking about now?" Tej asks.
"I'm sitting here looking at these images... It's like we're hunting our evil twins. Look at this black dude right here, he's handsome. Clearly, that's me. We got a white Hobbs. This is Han. Tej, it's an African in a beanie. That's like your Mini-Me, man. And Brian!" Rome points to a picture of a blonde woman. "When did you do this photoshoot?" Brian smiles as he flips Rome off. "I'm just playing, man. You know you're the prettiest blonde around here."
Hobbs and Riley finally pull up in the garage.
"All right, lock it up. We got two things. First off, this is the worst damn city in the world to commit a crime. They got cameras on every street corner. I got video footage from CCTV of the raid. Let's track that, see where it leads us. And secondly, we just got confirmation on what Shaw's crew grabbed from Interpol. They ripped off the database of every location that houses the final component that they need," Hobbs tells us.
"So where are they at?" Brian asks.
"There are over two dozen of them around Europe," Riley tells us.
"But the list is only good for 96 hours," Dom explains. "Which means, wherever Shaw's crew is going to hit next, it's going to happen within the next four days. They got a window, and so do we. We gotta move."
"Hobbs is right. So let's break this down. You met them. What do we know?" Dom asks.
"We know they have to be running custom engines. You heard that flip car going through those gears," Tej offers.
"Sequential transmission," Han says.
"That didn't sound like a normal engine," Gisele states.
"That was a turbo diesel," Jason states.
"It sounded like something you hear at Le Mans," I add.
"Did you see it take all those hits and still stay flat in the corners?" Tej asks.
"Yeah, hydraulics," Rome states.
"Or magnetic suspension," Brian offers.
"Who not only has access to the components, but can fabricate something like that?" Han asks.
"Maybe a handful of shops in London," I offer.
"Regular tuner shops aren't going to cut it on this one. We're going to have to dig deeper than that," Dom says. "Han, Gisele, Roman, you're up. We find the guy who made that car, we find Shaw."
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Loving the Buster//Brian O'Conner
FanfictionI nod my head. "I trust you." Brian smiles ever so slightly. "I've missed you." "I'm right here," Brian tells me.