They were all sitting in the living room of the Toretto house, which was now located in Miami, silently waiting for the last two members of the team to show up. It was late afternoon, and the sun was about to set, giving all of Miami its famous orange sky. Damn it, Dom thought. Jesse and Leon were always late. It had been more than a year since Brian entered the spectrum, and now, with him losing his job with the police force, he was just another part of the team, assisting in whatever scheme was necessary to obtain money for the small enterprise. They had opened up a small garage, just like what they had in California but were forced to abandon more than a year before.
The door opened, loudly, the footsteps of Jesse and Leon echoed on the wood floor as everyone in the living room turned their heads to meet the eyes of their teammates. Leon's looked calm, placid, like he always was before a job. Jesse's eyes looked big and glassy, like he had just taken something. He looked a little jittery, too, but then again… when was Jesse not jittery. All of them dismissed it as nothing. Jesse had been back to his old self after recovering from his near fatal bullet wounds from Johnny Tran and his cousin Lance. The pair walked into the living room, making eye contact with each member of the team as a somewhat salute to their friends. Leon noticed that Brian and Vince were sitting next to each other. After the last incident, they had both developed a mutual respect for one another, considering the fact that Brian saved Vince's life, and risked his own by giving away that he was a cop in front of Dom. They were cool with one another, almost like a borderline friendship. Leon and Jesse sat down, one on the floor, the other in a vacant armchair. "Sorry, brotha. Cops, man," Leon explained as he apologized to Dom. Dom, being the understanding person that he was, nodded in acceptance. Brian, Mia, Dom, Letty, Vince, Jesse, and Leon were together as The Team once again.
"Is everyone ready for this?" Dom inquired with his low, gravelly voice. Everyone nodded in concurrence. All of them were very nervous, considering that this was the first big job that they had done since the trucks. "Any questions? Does everyone know where they are supposed to be?" Dom asked, wanting to be sure that the plan was going to go smooth. Once again, everyone in the room nodded. "Let's do this," He commanded, assuring himself that this was going to work. Dressed all in black, they got up and headed for the door. They walked outside, eyeing the huge sun that began to set in the horizon, leaving its orange sky behind it. The seven of them got into three black Honda Civics, and rode off into the sunset. Toward Winston Technical Labs, the biggest vault in south Miami.
