𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐅𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐬: 𝐅𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝟔

Chapter 3:

Brian's POV:

There were two bigger guys behind him.

"I kept tabs on you, you know? You've been having fun out there. Good cop gone bad, Rio de Janeiro. It's exciting when you go criminal, isn't it? Too bad you didn't do it earlier. You could have worked for me." Braga said through the door.

How was he even out his cell talking to me in the first place?

"Like Letty Ortiz?" I said interrupting him before he continue his bullsh*t. "So tell me something, so I buried her."

He nodded and said, "Yeah? You did? You buried something. I can't tell who or what it was."

"I know she's running with Shaw." I said.

"Still playing Cop, huh? Trust me this is way above your pay grade."

I chuckled deeply. "Humor me please?" I asked, knowing I can get some information and get it back to the team this way.

"Well, you're a dead man walking. What does it matter?" He said confidently.

"I ran everything for Shaw. Drugs, guns, money, women. He taught me to think global when I was just local. He made me a wealthy man. And this guy didn't just have cartels working for him. He had the CIA, DEA, everyone in his pocket. He knew what was going to happen before they did it. In fact, he even knew when some wet-behind-the-ear FBI agent, decided to put some information in my cartel. The minute you put Letty undercover, she was dead bro."

"But she survived." I said.

"That girl is one tough Bitch." He said.

"Shaw found her in the hospital two days later. He went to finish the job."

"And he didn't kill her. Why?" I asked.

"She had no memory. Perfect girl, huh?" He said with a sly smirk.

"You're lucky this door's between us." I said.

He turned and nodded his head at someone. Next thing I know the door slowly opened.

Damn. The two men behind Braga pulled out screwdrivers.

"What happened to Letty is on your head." he said to me.

As they made their way inside my cell, I punched Braga in the face then I punched one of the two men. I greaves Braga by his shirt and threw him on the jail bed. I turned around only to barely miss being stabbed in my face by the third man.

I grabbed the mans arm and slammed him against the wall before I began wrestling for control of the screwdriver in his hand. When I finally got control, held it against his neck, he pushed against my face trying to get me to break the hold.

The second man came and speared me into the wall. I head butted the first man before I elbowed the second one twice. I grabbed him and threw his face into the wall. The third man again, tried to slash me with the screwdriver he had, this time he tried to get my leg. Then he lunged at me but I kicked him in his midsection, causing him to fall back into the metal toilet.

He quickly leaped back up to his feet. I wrapped a piece of random cloth I found and wrapped around my hand so he couldn't cut me. Then we lunged at one another, I thought moved and avoided a punch to the face. After that, I grabbed him and threw him into the sink, breaking it.

I threw the second man into the wall face first for the second time, he again tried to pry my hand off of him. I need him I. The stomach, he still had his hands over my mouth, until I grabbed his hands and twisted them causing him to scream out in pain. I then punched him one more time just because.

I grabbed one of the screwdrivers one of the bodyguard dropped and leaned over to Braga. "Look at me! Look at me!" I said then he laughed bitterly.

"You won't do it" he said, playing my manhood.

To prove this, I stabbed him in the leg, causing him to scream in pain.

"What is Shaw up to?" I asked, anger evident in my voice.

"How do you think he knows your next move before you make it?" He asked still in pain.

"He's got eyes on you. Think about it."

I went to stab him again, but this time he got the point that I'm not playing and stopped me.

"The only way you get close to Shaw is if he wants you there."

I punched him, knocking him out, then started thinking on what I had just learned. He's got eyes on us? How? Who? When?
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Dom's POV:

I pulled up to the race, with C in the shotgun(passenger seat). She told me she was coming and I knew I couldn't say no.

Seemed usual though, skanks everywhere, alcohol, cars, just my type of place, I feel at home.

"Dom I see letty" C said.

I saw an Asian man approach her, and also led as I saw he slapped something into her hand. Most likely the pink slip to his car.

Letty then walked to her car and got in. She pulled out and I followed her car. When I got besides her she looked at me and then she saw C, that same look of realization crossed her face.

A crowd seemed to be forming around us, hence cause' we're about to race.

"You got some serious balls man." Letty said turning my attention to her.

"I've been told."

"You know you're lucky I missed my shot." She said.

"I think you missed your mark." I know she did,Letty was the second best shot on the team, Brian being the first. She knows she knows me.

"Really?" She asked. "What is it with you? Do you got a death wish or something?"

"If that's what it takes." C and I said at the same time.

"You might lose your car." She said.

"Ride or die remember?" I asked her.

The blonde girl with light tan skin came and stood in the middle.

"Listen up!" The blonde girl said, gaining everyone's attention.

"Out here, were used to getting what we want. This is London, baby." This is when the crowd got loud.

"But relent don't bite the bait," she said.

"Are you ready?" She Pointed to letty.

"Ready?" Letty revved her engine.

She then pointed to me, "steady" I revved my engine as well.

"Go!"

And with that we were off.