To some sixteen year old Curtis Wheeler was just another street kid who thought he could run with the bigs dogs, if only they knew. Originally from Detroit, Michigan where he was known for his record mostly car related incidents. After serving 2 years in a county juvenile facility in upstate California on nine cases of grand theft auto, he moves to L.A to for a shot at a clean slate. Being in L.A for a week he decides to go out and show the people what he's made of, however before the race could start the cops show up and everybody scatters. Before he could get anywhere he got surrounded.
"Shit!" Curtis yelled as he slammed his hands on the steering wheel.
"Get out of the vehicle, put hands behind your head" directed one of the cops of the megaphone.
Standing next to his car with his hands behind his head, a cop approaches handcuffs ready.
"Don't move" the cop ordered while he was handcuffing Curtis.
Putting Curtis into the unmarked police cruiser and slamming the door shut, getting in and driving away. About fithteen minutes' drive car stops, the door opens and the cop pulls Curtis by the scruff of his neck and drags him towards the fancy looking building, seconds later he looks around to see that he's in a bedroom transformed into a interview room, before his mind could capture what's happening a slightly pudgy man enters the room and throws a file on the table.
"Curtis Samuel Wheeler, born Detroit Michigan, sixteen, just got out of Juvey, arrested seventeen times but only convicted nine times, both parents deceased, brother missing, sister unknown"
"Ok, you think you know me, now what do you want?" Curtis said cutting off the agent
"We need your help" the agent replied looking a little shocked
"With what?" Curtis replied in a slight tone of anger
"We need someone with street knowledge to shed some light on our case" the agent replied trying to keep cool
"Before I help you with anything, who are you and where the fuck I am" Curtis yelled letting out most of his rage in that outburst
"I'm special agent Anthony Gibbs"
"Ok now I've got that out of my system, what do you think I can help you with?"
"Oh yes, let's get back to the point of this conversation" Gibbs said passing a file to Curtis
Gibbs explained to Curtis about the heists on the trucks.
"What does this have to do with the racing world?" Curtis asked a little confused
"The drivers identified the vehicles as black evo's with purple underglow" Gibbs replied
"Oh I see you want me to go undercover and find out who's behind it" Curtis asked
"Not exactly" Gibbs said "you're going to be partnered with one of our newest agents"
"Uh-uh no way, I don't need a babysitter" Curtis said angrily standing up as he said it.