Street Racer and a Cafe 2

Ch.3 meanwhile

Unknown point of view

I dove from my car, landing on the side of the bridge as my car fell off and into the river below, a cop ran over to me.

"What did you do that sweet ride?" He said kicking me in the side.

Another cop car pulled up and another cop stepped out.

"You lost the car."

"I didn't lose the car HE lost the car."

"No, Shaw, that's on you."

They argued back and forth until a mysterious individual arrived on on a motorcycle.

"This is how we work now?" She asked getting off her bike.

"Of course, you make a mockery of my unit and you're gonna take the fall." The cop said.

"We can't keep operating like this." She said.

"Street racing in Palm City will be stopped, even if it means I have to kill them one by one." He said aiming his gun at me.

"You can't do that, we're on camera back there, you can't shoot an unarmed civilian!" She shouted

"Who says he's unarmed?"

"You want to send a message to these street racers, you need a messenger." She said nodding towards me

The cop lower his gun and looked at Shaw, "Shaw, get him up."

Shaw stood me up and jokingly dusted me off.

"You, get out of town, tell your friends, and if I ever see you again you won't be so lucky."

The all got back in their vehicles and drove off, I began my several Mike hike.

*Much later*

I was limping by this point, I saw head lights in the distance get closer and closer before I recognized the car, a classic Camero with red flames, I stopped and a familiar face stepped out.

"Joe, what happened, where's your car?" They asked

"It's gone, Evelyn, I'm out, I'm heading back to Ventura Bay and I'm taking Richie with me." I said.

"So you're just gonna walk to Ventura?" Evelyn asked.

"Yep." I said with defeat.

"But we're a crew."

I stopped and looked back at Evelyn, face full of regret and sadness, "Not anymore......" I said weakly.

Guess who's back, that's right Royal is back and do I have a hell of a story lined up for you all, I can't wait for this, stay tuned.