Trouble {Dominic Toretto} - On Hold

Reyes

Sometime later and the three of them are confined to a small room, hanging from the ceiling with their hands bound above their heads. A little kinky for Harley's liking. What? She had to make some sort of joke to stop her freaking out about the entire situation. Men had forced them to swim to shore and had them zip tied up in the back of three separate cars - honestly, it was a wonder Harley managed to keep her cool in the truck. Instead of hitting the men getting a little handsy or making comments about her appearance, she snapped at them using extremely colourful language.

She had to squint just to see a few feet in front of her because of the bad lighting in here. The door opens and all three of them look up in sync as a man in a suit - Reyes, she assumes - walks in followed by a group of armed men. Including Rizi and that idiot Harley knocked out earlier.

"You three stirred up quite a bit of trouble today." Reyes speaks, in English thankfully or she would have tuned out.

"Hey, are you the boss? Because I have a compliant. Your men were a little handsy on the way in here." Harley pipes up, her legs dangling above the floor. Though she seemingly goes ignored.

"Two of my men dead, three DEA agents along with them. Of course this is business and sometimes things can go astray. All I care about is the car. Tell me where it is and I'll let you go." He tells them, looking over each of them and letting his eyes linger on Harley - said woman looks over at him in distaste before glancing to see Dom glaring at the man. The husband and wife had been separated. Brian in between them.

"This roofing plastic says you're full of shit." Brian retorts to the small man, swinging slightly from the effort it took to look over at him and the blonde woman beside him glances at said objects. Reyes chuckles, pacing back and forth as he speaks.

"I don't know how you guys do business in your part of the world. But here in Rio, I like it when all parties know what they're up against." He explains, stopping in front of Dom.

"That's funny, because it goes both way." Dom comments, remaining stoic. Reyes looks at him with narrowed eyes, walking forwards.

"You know, I hear your sister is very beautiful. Wherever she hides, I will find her." He swears and Brian glares over at him, moving against his restraints. Reyes chuckles, turning to his left and slowly walking over to Harley with a smirk on his face; she tenses up, glaring down at the man. He looks up at her hands, seeing the rings and letting out a laugh when he looks back to Dom.
"Oh and your wife is so much prettier. We'd have a good time together, yes?" He asks in amusement, Harley doing her best to move away when he trails a finger up her side and to her face. His tight grip keeping her head still.

"Move, asshole." She warns him through gritted teeth as he leans in, swinging her leg up into his groin and smirking when he drops to the ground in pain. Though it lasts for all of a second before Rizi marches over, hitting her in the stomach with the end of his gun and making her gasp both in pain and for air. Eyes scrunched shut as she's forced to swing hard back and forth due to the force of the blow. Reyes stands, glaring at the blonde before storming out with Rizi in tow. Leaving the three of them with two of his men.

Harley watches, breathing heavy, as Dom breaks out of his restraints and behind fighting one of the men. Brian wrapping his legs around one's neck tightly until he hits the ground before he's broken free by Dom. The man moves from Brian and rushes straight over to his wife, stilling her and putting his arms around her waist while Brian breaks off her restraints. Harley lands in Dom's arms, her own arms wrapping around him tightly with her eyes glued shut to block out the remaining pain.

"That was sorta my own fault." She admits with a short laugh, trying to get her husband to stop frowning. It makes her feel awful to know how helpless he must have felt just then as she was hurting.
"Sorry." She whispers as he presses a kiss to her forehead.