The Story of Tony Toretto and Layla Gray in Fast and Furious Spy Racers

Chapter 39

Ziri - Yes. I managed to get them working.

Then Cleve had realized that Ziri was the one who had messed with the satellite feeds for the drones.

Cleve - I expected the outside world to try to interfere with my machine, but never someone on the inside.

Rafaela - AKA, you're busted.

Ziri - W-What are you talking about?

Cleve - You messed with my satellite feeds.

Ziri - I can explain. I'm certain those were innocent people at that wreck.

Cleve - I actually wasn't 100% sure, so thanks for the admission of guilt. You really are all book smarts, aren't you? Luckily, you finished your job. I'll launch the other satellites, shut down the world's major cities with super-storms, and put this desert back on the map.

Ziri - Stop. What are you doing?

Cleve - I can't have any interference while I fire up this old gal. Toretto's coming in hot. Take Nowhere and her butler into the desert. Those whippersnappers will save them.

Rafaela - But we literally just decided how we're going to torture them.

Cleve - We all got problems, Blondie. I'm launching the rockets; my assistant's locked up. It's gonna take twice as long. Your revenge plot is gonna have to wait. That hairdryer or a hand cannon?

Rafaela - Both. I call it "The Scorcher." It gives you a perf-mazing blowout for a second, before burning all your hair off.

Ms. Nowhere - We've got to get out. Those dumb kids will try to save us, and Cleve never plays fair.

Gary - What do you think he's gonna do? I'm sure it's something diabolical. First, he takes us into the middle of the desert. A radioactive patch Cleve created and nobody else knows about. Once exposed, we're experimented on, and designed to be Rafaela and Matsuo's exact body doubles. Same faces, strengths, weaknesses. I get a robot arm, you get one heck of an attitude. Or, is it the other way around?

Ms. Nowhere - No! We're the bait, Gary!

Gary - Oh! Yes, I suppose that's another possibility.

Rafaela - What are you uggos talking about?

Ms. Nowhere - You, actually. You seem like a smart young woman.

Rafaela - Uh, duh! Obvi.

Ms. Nowhere - Can't you see that Cleve Kelso doesn't care about anyone but himself? He burns through sidekicks faster than wives. And that is really saying something. You think you're the master of mind control? Cleve's got you beat. Look, you're practically a servant.

Rafaela - Hm. Maybe you're right. I did do what that gross old man bod said. I didn't even fight back when he told me I had to wait to use The Scorcher.

Ms. Nowhere - That's right. I'm good...

Rafaela - Psych! LOL-M-G. You seriously think that you can flip me? Bae-suo... Did you see how I totally got her?

Matsuo - Yes, I did. I'm seated right next to you - unfortunately.