The sound of car engines revving filled the empty streets of Miami Florida.
"Dude, go faster!" Andrea yelled from the backseat.
"I'm going as fast as I can!" Dean replied. His panicked eyes looking at the rear-view mirror every so often to see the seven jet black Chevrolet Suburbans following his black Lamborghini Estoque.
They just got done robbing Hunter at his warehouse all the way on the other side of town, and they were on their way back to base.
"Turn left…NOW!" Seth ordered Dean through the Bluetooth headset he was wearing, while tracking the car on his laptop at base.
The car sharply turned, or more like drifted left at last minute and they were on Edmonton Blvd. Andrea noticed that they were almost there and they were still being followed.
Dean was running red light after red light and swerving like crazy. And Roman who occupied the passenger seat stood emotionless as usual.
Despite the amount of chaos around them Andrea came up with a plan. She reached for the switch marked "GC" on the control panel that was in front of the car.
Roman looked at her inquisitively before asking: "What are you doing?"
She ignored him for a second and flipped the switch, causing the four compartments in the roof to slide open. Each one revealing a submachine gun.
"Here." She said tossing one to Roman. She rolled her window down and Roman did the same. At that point they were thinking the same thing too. They both sat on the edge of their windows, hanging onto the roof for balance. They aimed their guns at the tires of the car that was right behind them and started firing.
Soon, that car started to swerve uncontrollably, causing the car behind it to crash right into its side. The other cars suffered similar fates. Two of them didn't step onto the breaks early enough to stop their collision into a light-pole, causing a huge explosion. One of them only got a flat tire after driving over the many pieces of sharp glass that were sent flying as a result of the explosion. And the other two simply stopped, afraid of what would happen to them if they continued on.
The sight that was before her eyes caused Andrea's plump lips to crack a victorious smile and so did Roman. They looked at each other from their places on the edge of the car window and gave each other a smug look along with an approving nod before sliding back inside the car.
"Whoo-hoo! Yeah that's what I'm talkin' about!" Dean hollered while playfully putting Roman in a headlock with his right arm."By the way," He said getting serious. "when the hell were those things installed?" He asked carelessly pointing at the four gun compartments that stood open in each corner of the roof of his car.
His eyes gazed at Andrea through the rear-view mirror. "Well..." He asked impatiently.
"Jimmy put them in." She replied.
"Really?!" Roman and Dean said simultaneously. Both of their faces wore a doubtful look.
She nodded her head and simply said "Yeah."
Jimmy wasn't the type of person you would call "Intellectually gifted." If you ever met him you would probably wonder what goes on in his head at times. The fact that he's related to his cousin Roman or even his twin brother Jey, surprised everyone.
He may not be smart at a lot of things, but give him a car to fix, and he turns into a mechanical Einstein. One time he even knew what was wrong with Andrea's car just by touching the hood. She was so freaked out by his 'talent' that she warned him to never do it in front of her again.
"Damn! This is some James Bond technology!" Roman said flipping the switch on and off, looking at the compartments open and close in awe.
A couple of minutes later, they pulled into the underground parking lot.
'Base' was really an abandoned warehouse that they lived in since they became a gang. After a while they transformed the place into a home/headquarters type of thing.
The door flew open and in came Dean, Roman, and Andrea.
"Well damn!" Jey exclaimed looking up from the poker game he was playing with Jimmy and Titus at the far end of the cigar-scented room.
"Hey guys!" Andrea hollered putting her gun down on the kitchen counter.
"Put me in." Roman said sitting down while setting four stacks of the many one-hundred dollar bills that they just stole from Hunter in the middle of the poker table.
"Uh, what do you think you're doing?" Andrea asked.
"I'm 'bout to play poker babe." Roman replied.
"Uh, no you ain't" She said picking up the money and handing it to him. "we almost got shot over this, and I'll be damned if I let you throw it away on poker, now go put it in the safe mister."
He pursed his lips and grumbled, "Man I never get to do nothin'."
Jimmy, Jey, and Titus started laughing, but they were soon cut off by Romans' deadly glare.
He got up and went to put the money in the safe, but not before he stole one of Titus's cigars, and hit Jimmy in the back of the head.
"I didn't want to play anyways." He said walking back into the room. "Jey cheats all the time."
"Man, why you lyin'!" Jey said, gesturing with his hands for emphasis, causing all the cards that he was hiding in his sleeve to fall out.
"See." Roman said smugly walking back into the kitchen.
Jimmy and Titus took turns throwing poker chips at Jey who was failing miserably at blocking them.
"I want my money AND my chain back!" Jimmy said in between throws.
"And I want my J's back too!" Titus said.
Andrea looked at Jey, only to see that he was not only wearing Jimmy's chain, but he was wearing Titus's Jordan's (which were a little loose fitting on him.)
"Damn, he wiped them out that bad?" Andrea thought, laughing at the scene in front of her.
She went over to Seth, who was in the living room sitting on the couch, his eyes glued on the TV screen with an Xbox headset on, playing Call of Duty.
She came up behind him and jumped onto the seat next to him. It must've startled him because he dropped his controller and screamed.
"Aww, you made me get shot! Thanks a lot." He said, putting her in a playful headlock, but she quickly got out of his hold by tickling his sides, which led to a tickle fight.
When they both calmed down she asked him if he erased the red-light footage of the catastrophe that just occurred.
His brown eyes got wide, "Shit, I forgot!" He exclaimed, jumping over the couch to retrieve his laptop. He opened it up and started typing away.
Andrea looked at him, smirked and shook her head at his forgetfulness.
"Hey! Who wants to go out tonight?!" Dean asked coming out of the kitchen with a sandwich and a beer in his hands.
"We're in!" Jimmy, Jey, and Titus said.
"How 'bout you Seth, you coming?" Jimmy asked.
"Nah, I can't. I gotta go down to the station." He said disappointingly checking his phone.
"Aww really?" Andrea said equally disappointed.
"Yup, but you guys go ahead without me, I'll see if I can get out early or something."
He put his uniform on, gave the guys a fist pump, and gave Andrea a hug, then left.
Meanwhile
Randy, Dave, and seven other men walked and limped into Hunters office. Each of them sporting their own scratches, burns, and other injuries. Their clothes were rumpled and torn with dried blood all over themselves. They looked a mess.
"What the hell happened?!" Hunter asked looking up from attending to his wife, Stephanie's, black eye that she got when she and Andrea were fighting during the break-in.
"We didn't get 'em." Randy said, while holding his possibly broken rib in pain, and carefully sitting down on the leather couch next to Dave.
"What do you mean you didn't get them?" He curiously asked with a hint of anger in his voice.
Randy let out a frustrated sigh and elaborated: "They got away, OK! They shot at us, causing us to crash into each other, which caused them to get away!"
There was a short silence and the only thing that could be heard was Hunter's heavy breathing.
"You idiots!" He roared, getting up and kicking his chair over. He had his hand on his hips and he was rubbing the stubble on his chin furiously. He started pacing back and forth in front of his injured men that were lined up side by side against the wall.
"Get out." He said disturbingly quiet,
Dave stood up. "Hunt-" He began.
"GET OUT!" Hunter hollered.
They rushed out of there as fast their injured body's allowed them to, even Stephanie. They all knew better than to mess with him when he was in one of his moods.
The last guy was almost out the door when Hunter stopped him by saying: "Hey you."
The man turned around and looked at Hunter.
"Come here." Hunter said swiftly motioning with his finger.
The tall man strode over to Hunter and said: "Yeah boss?"
Hunter put his hand on the man's broad shoulder and asked: "How would you like a raise son?"