AN: Sorry for the delay. Life has a tendency if getting in the way.
See Chapter 1 for disclaimer, and as always read and review.
Chapter 2-
Brian was at a friend's garage that day, taking time away from DT's to help out at a car rally at AE. The rally was a resounding success, as usual; a day filled with hot cars and good friends. It helped that they were also doing a toy drive for the less fortunate that day, something that resonated with Brian.
He knew how it felt growing up 'poor'; his mom a single parent, working two jobs just to keep the lights on, apartment warm, and a semblance of food on the table. There was never enough money for the staples, never mind the luxury items. This was his way of giving back. Trying to ensure that somewhere, a child like him would have more than he did growing up.
His friend Roger had called him over near the end of the day, beaming with pride at one of his newest acquisitions to his ever expanding collection. The soon to be infamous Porsche Carrera GT.
She was a thing of beauty; the sleek lines and low profile such a sight to behold. Made for racing, barely street legal and a hell of a beast to keep on the road. Light in her carbon fibre body, yet nothing but raw unadulterated power in her V-10 mid-mounted engine.
She was a complete contradiction of herself. Dainty body painted a glossy red, yet beneath her hood purred the sleeping beast that when prodded even in the slightest would crank 600 hp; propelling herself and her unwitting passengers from 0 to 60 in 3 and a half seconds.
Yes, she was beautiful, and like most beautiful things, she was also deadly.
No one knows what had happened after Brian and Roger drove away. Both smiling with joy at the purr of this sly kitten. No one suspected it would be any more than a simple drive until they had heard the loud bang; saw the acrid black smoke rising just down the road from where they parted only moments before. Something was terribly wrong.
The car was fully engulfed when they arrived; Resting against a tree as the flames licked higher and higher into the blue cloudless sky. Friends and shop mates gathered en masse, trying so desperately to save the two men trapped inside the raging inferno. Someone called the fire department, and even though they were on scene in less than 5 minutes, it seemed an eternity to the onlookers.
Even with their heavy hoses, heat resistant gear and expertise, it was too late. The men were gone, and the police investigation began.
Hector had made the call that changed everything for the residents of 1327, voice choking up as he explained the scene to Dominic. He heard the clatter of the wrench on the floor, the slamming of the door and the firing of the Challengers engine; the echo barking through the phone before Dominic had hung up, presumably racing off to be with Mia.
'Poor Mia.' Hector thought as he hung up his phone. 'She doesn't deserve this hell.'