Once we arrived in Las Vegas, Shashi has already hacked into the West Grid, that's what Mitch told me at least.
As we were on our way to Cleve's residence, the radio told us the news of Cleve Kelso being murdered.
The police are currently having a shootout with Shashi and a few of his crew members.
They also mentioned that the suspect, Shashi in this case, was using a visor to shut down police drones, which means it was something like an EMP device.
Lamar: Yo, you heard that, dawg? This guy has some EMP visor on man, no electronics will get to him now.
Mitch: Yeah, it's the skeleton key that he obtained from inside the mountain.
Lamar: So what now? Cleve's dead, we gotta leave.
Mitch: Let's wait for the outcome, maybe our help will be needed if he manages to escape the cops.
Lamar: Nah man, those aren't Los Santos cops, they'll scorch that motherfucker.
Mitch: Let's wait and see then.
I turned the engine off and leaned back in my seat, waiting for any updates on the news.
Mitch: It's done! Shashi's dead!
Lamar: Wha-what?!
Mitch: Did you honestly just fall asleep while we were waiting?
Lamar: Yes...no...maybe I did, what is it to you, dawg?
Mitch: Man, since when are you such a sleepyhead?
Lamar: Since when are you such a bitch, oh yeah, since always.
Mitch: Anyway, our job is done then. Although there is still something that we need to do.
Lamar: Yeah, get rich.
Mitch: That's a task for later, I meant something else.
Lamar: Then spit it out, boy.
Mitch: We need to catch the rest of the SH1FT3R members, even without Shashi they're still a dangerous criminal gang.
Lamar: Man, fuck them, why do we need to eradicate all of them? They leave us alone and we leave them alone, I don't wanna risk my fuckin' life for some underground racers.
Mitch: They're more than just underground racers, that's the problem. Come on, will you help me finish what we started or will you pussy out?
Lamar: Pussy out? Dawg, I was the only motherfucker that did all the heavy lifting in this mission of yours, you better show me some damn respect.
Mitch: How can I respect a man who can't finish the job? Do you always pull out in bed as well?
Lamar: Man, I don't hear yo momma complaining about me pulling out.
Mitch: You always had a big mouth. But as they say, it's all bark.
Lamar: Ey fuck your fatass over there, you know what? Fine, let's fuck em up then.
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Streetwise | Fast and Furious Spy Racers x Male Reader
FanfictionFast and Furious Spy Racers x Lamar Davis Reader Lamar Davis, the best friend of Mitch, who's secretly a spy racer, gets pulled into a series of almost impossible missions, but he doesn't back down since he has sworn to be loyal to his friends. Chap...
