long wait...sorry :D
Chapter 2
She started the engine with a somewhat harsh turn of the key, then drove slowly towards the junction in the road, glancing in the side view mirror to see that the guy had dissapeared. Driving through the thriving mass of people she revved the engine loudly on the gas pedal in annoyance, attracting some startled glances of realisation. Already she saw a flock of cars driving away down the street. She drove the opposite way. The deep black and blue paint reflected the orange glow of the street lights in blurred and abstract patterns as the truck moved. A large black Hummer began to pull along side the Ram. Morgan looked out to the black tinted windows and pulled back, letting the truck get in front of her. The radio inside clicked.
"Where have you been Morgan?" The person on the other end of the radio asked.
"Where do you think. I've been at the race like you said to be." She replied.
"No tome ese tono con mi, muchacha" The man spoke roughly to her in spanish.
"Keep your hat on, I'm not taking any tone with you. Where's Link at?"
"That's why I'm here. I've lost track of the bastard"
"And you want me to find him..."
She hit the brakes, oblivious to the danger of the cars behind her, hooked her hand under the steering wheel and turned it, sending the truck onto the opposite side of the road.
"What are you doing?!" The spanish man bellowed.
"Finding Link." She replied plainly.
She drove around the town for a while then saw a group of five tuners heading down the road.
"Just follow everyone else huh? Worth a try..."
Morgan followed the group of cars to a house. She stopped and got out to hear music turned up to the highest volume pumping out through the windows. She walked around all the cars trying to find Link's then she saw a dark blue one that looked like it.
"Damn, it's a Maxima...son of a bitch is always runnin' why can't he just do as he's told-"
"Somethin' wrong sweetheart?"
"How'd'you know I was here." Morgan said, eyeing the guy she'd met earlier cautiously.
He turned his head to her truck. "It's not exactly hard to miss", he turned back to her.
"I'm not here for you." She continued looking amongst the cars along the sidewalk.
"You looking for something?" he said after a slight pause.
"Someone."
"What does he or she look like?"
"Why are you trying to help me...Vince?" He smiled at her, her expression remained unreadable, then she sighed quietly. "Light hair, blue eyes, kinda skinny."
He looked confused then led her into the house. She thought he had found her guy until he turned around.
"Now I don't know why he would be, but is this who you want?" Vince said, still looking confused.
"What the hell -V? I've never seen her in my life..." The other guy said, also looking confused.
Morgan shook her head briefly then walked briskly towards the door, leaving the two men stood in the house.
"Who's the girl?"
They heard the truck drive off hastily.
"She was at the race, she has a nice truck" Vince said.
"A girl with a truck, that's new. Is she crazy?"
"Just forget about her Jesse..."
"Seriously, is she crazy?" he smiled, following Vince as he walked off.