Toretto Daughter (Rewritten)

Chapter 2

 I don't really have much to say except the Fast and Furious franchise is not mine. I only own my OC, her dog, and her lines in the plot. 

Enjoy!

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The atmosphere was tense after I spoken my accusation. Many looked to the cop, save for Dom, and who I believe is Aunt Mia, if pictures meant anything. 

"Damn," the snappy, bald, African American whispered, his head shaking side to side. "That's harsh, Brian." 

"Shut up, Roman," the cop - Brian - retorted sharply, not taking his eyes off me. My teeth bared in warning at his gaze, and Crystal snarled, her hackles raising to make herself appear bigger. 

Gisele held her hand out, keeping distance but still showing me that she wants me to back off. "Dom, please. If there is anything you should believe coming from me, is that the word she speaks is the truth. I've met her. Kate, it's ok, I promise. Please just calm down. They won't hurt you; I can assure you that." 

"Can you though?" I barked back, "Can you promise me that after you promised me, I would see my mother again?" Her flinch brought a sick sense of satisfaction to run through my veins. "My mother is dead because of him, and yet here you are, working alongside him." 

"It's not what you think, Katie. We are here to take down Reyes and steal a hundred million dollars so we can disappear. We can go wherever we want." 

I scoffed, "I can already do that because I am not a damn criminal yet. Sure, I may be the daughter of two, but that doesn't mean my mama didn't try to always keep my nose clean and give me the responsibility of protecting myself and Crystal. But then again, it's not like I got caught for my crimes." 

"Wait, you're saying you are or are not a criminal?" the cop asked. 

Rolling my eyes, I knelt down to cradle my dog's face in my hands. "Yes and no. Yes, I have committed crimes, but no because I have never been caught or put on record for being a criminal." 

"Show Roman your ways, oh great one," the shorter African American male pleaded, clasping his hands to his chest, mocking grin sent towards Roman, who had flipped the other man off. 

I rolled my eyes at their childish display. "Now, why in the hell are you all here? Last I knew, it was first come first serve... and as you can all see, I was here first, so what gives?"

"We needed a place to lay low. We're making plans for an important heist," the cop - Brian - stated, eyes drifting around the area. "We need to take down Reyes." 

"Wow, you bitches are stupid as fuck going after Reyes," I taunted, stroking a hand down Crystal's neck. "You don't just "take down" Reyes. You need a proper plan, and a better attack strategy than whatever the hell it is you got going on."

Dom looked over, crossing his arms over his chest. "Oh yea? What do you got?" 

I smirked, anticipation rolling through my veins. "Oh, I'll tell you, but first, someone is gonna get me a fast car." 

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Hello my lovelies. I am so sorry that this is extremely late and very short. I know it may not be what you guys were wanting, but exams are really taking a number on me. 

Regretfully, I do not have an editor either to keep me updated on these things, but that is fine because I can work through it. While it may take a little while, please bear with me until the next chapter. 

Racing will be involved. But I would like you guys' opinions on what make and model car you want Katarina to have. Please drop your ideas down in the comments. 

Love ya, racers! See you next time.

~SunsetHowler75🖤🖤🖤