Track 1: RDM Speed

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IORI'S POV:

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I let out a deep breath after I walked out of the door where Attorney Hidalgo's office. I have gone back and forth to his office several times just to ask if the case is still progressing, but I can't get a sensible answer.

Slinging the small shoulder bag on my shoulder, I walked out of the building. My savings are slowly running out just to meet the case process, but Attorney Hidalgo is giving me blank information.

After I arrived at the parking lot, I immediately got into the driver's seat and threw the shoulder bag upside down on the empty seat next to me. I bent over the steering wheel and let myself be enveloped by the presence of the steering wheel.

I let out one more breath before I turned on the engine of my car and started driving it away from the building I intended. I even took leave from work just to get useless information.

It's been years since I am chasing that case, and it's been years I didn't get what I really wanted. Gusto ko lang makuha ang hustisya na gusto ko pero pinagkakaitan ako masyado ng panahon at pagkakataon.

A few minutes later, the ringtone echoed inside my car so I reached for my bag because it was still at the end near the door. I was trying to reach for my bag when I heard a loud horn and when I returned to my place while holding my bag, a truck was about to meet me.

"Holy shit!" I hissed in horror when a truck was already away from my car. I drifted as I pulled out of my car towards a different lane.

My car's tyres almost squealed when I suddenly turned the steering wheel just to get my car back into the lane. All I could hear outside was honking, but I didn't care about them. When the tension in front of me subsided, I immediately answered the call.

"What?" I looked pissed when I answered whoever it is.

"Fvck! Nagda-drive ka ba?"

"Malamang, Michael! Bakit ka ba tumawag?"

Pagpipigil ko ng inis.

It was Michael Sta. Ana, my guy bestfriend.

"How many times do I have to tell you if someone calls at your phone and you answer it while you are driving, you can stop on a corner."

Napairap ako sa kawalan.

Ayan na naman ang sermon niyang walang kwenta. Parang siya pa ang babae kaysa sa aming dalawa. Michael and I are bestfriend since we were kids. Adik sa sugal ang lintik kaya pati ako ay nadadamay sa katarantaduhan niya. He's always acting like a boyfriend of mine and he is controlling me as fuck!

"There's nothing wrong about it, Michael. What do you want this time?"

"There's a race later at 9 and I need your cooperation."

Pakiramdam ko malaki na naman ang ngiti ng hudas na ito kahit wala siya sa harapan ko.

"Kahit uhaw ako sa amoy ng manibela hindi ko papatulan ang ilegal na karera, Michael Sta. Ana," I gritted my teeth as I reverse my car when I reach a corner then step on the gas as I zoned out of the road. Nanatili sa tenga ko ang cellphone ko habang kausap si Michael.

"This will be the last time I pursuade you about this kind of race. Please Iori? Malaki ang pustahan na magaganap mamayang gabi kaya hindi ko palalagpasin ang pagkakataon na ito."

Naiinis na pinatay ko ang tawag at lalong tinapakan ang selinyador ng kotse ko. Para akong nakikipagpatintero sa kahabaan ng SLEX. Ilang beses na rin akong isinasali ni Michael sa isang illegal drag race na ginawa nilang sugal. Halos malagutan ako nang hininga nitong huling drag race at heto na naman siya para magparamdam ulit.

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