The drive back home was uneventful and the plain boring hours stretched till the next week. The surprise came the next week, straight home at Han's garage. It was a regular day, nothing too exciting and everyone was just chilling around. Dom had brought the group together again, planning the next job.
As the last day rolled forward, heavy but determined footsteps echoed in the closed walls of the garage turning all eyes towards the owner of the guy clad in pristine suit, flanked by a man in black, obviously his bodyguard. Before the elegant man could introduce himself, Han dropped his unfinished bottle of beer and welcomed the elder man cheerfully, not because he was very cordial but for the undoubted similarity between the features between the man in question and a certain lady who held his heart in her oh so delicate palms.
"Mr Cruiser! Welcome to my humble abode! What brings you to my steps?"
The grey haired man didn't return his cheery greeting but held his hand and shook it firmly.
"You sure are a charmer, Mr Lue. I can see why my daughter can't stop telling about the "wonderful" Asian fellow who drives like Michael Shumacker."
Han blushed a very negligible shade of red but it didn't go unnoticed by his mated as they snickered in the background.
"She's much too kind."
If Han's modesty touched Mr Cruiser, he was not sure but he knew that the man was all business and no bull from the set of his jaws and the terseness of his posture.
"So, I did a little digging around, as did you" He fixed Han with a cold glare " and found out a little something about you."
Han opened his mouth to cut in, but he was stopped as his guest continued to speak.
"My research tells me, if there's someone in Japan that I can trust my daughter with, its you and your crew."
The hopeful light in Han's eyes dimmed all too quickly when he added in a much colder tone, shifting his briefcase from hand to hand.
"Not romantically, of course."
By now, Dom and Brian had inched closer, idly listening to the businessman whereas the others maintain some distance.
"So, you're here to buy me off your daughter?"
"No. I'm here to offer you a deal."
All eyes focused on Mr. Cruiser as he walked forward and set his brief case on a table top, shuffling out some papers. He motioned for Han to forward and he in turn eyed Dom to follow him. Receiving the papers, Han looked at Mr. Cruiser's face who was eyeing him like a hawk, aging eyes crooked at the corners.
"Tempting offer, but we don't kill people for money."
"That is not what the papers said."
"It didn't say anything else either but the amount of money." This time it was Dom who spoke while Han continued examining the papers.
"The deal is simple and it's a win-win for you."
"And you are so generous because?"
"It concerns my daughter."
AN: SHort and pointless. what else do u expect? u guys don't review, I'm not tempted to write anymore.
Guess, the deal and I'll write a chapter of your choice.