Once Hobbs left, everyone dispersed and began to tour the lavish home. Muffled chatter of oohs and ahhs could be heard throughout the place. Gisele and Dom were the only ones left in the room, but she noticed that he became distant. It was almost as if he wasn't even there. She walked over to where he stood in front of a built in bookcase that had various titles and knickknacks placed on it, to see what was holding his attention. Dom stood there like a statue, with his focus set on the photo before him. He didn't even bother with acknowledging the woman who had crept up beside him.

Gisele glanced at the photo and smiled. She could see why the large man standing next to her was so transfixed. He was looking at a picture of him and Tori when she was five months pregnant with their daughter. "That's also how I knew who you were, there are dozens of photo's of you around here. After, all this is Victoria's place."

"I didn't know that." Dom replied still caught up in his daze. Memories came back as he glanced at the faces in the picture. The very same picture that used to be on his bedside table, but went missing the night Tori left him. A part of him was relieved knowing she had it this whole time.

"I don't think anyone did, she was very secretive like that. She let me hide out here when I found out that Carter was on the loose. I asked her to come with me, but she said she couldn't because she was getting married." Gisele rambled on, but suddenly she noticed a change in Dom's features. His jaw tightened as if she'd said something wrong. Not wanting to press it, she just changed the subject. "I'm just glad she was happy." She said with a shrug of the shoulders.

Leon and Jesse stumbled in from the patio in excitement while exchanging words back and forth. They directed their chipper conversation at Dom lightening the mood. "This place is crazy dawg! I can't believe she kept this from us." Leon blurted out as they headed up the brown Aztec tile stairs. A few moments later… "Holy shit, you should see the upstairs." Leon shouted from over the balcony.

Dom finally took his eyes off the bookcase and looked up at his friend. His overly excited behavior brought a smirk to his face. Dom shook his head and turned his attention back to the petite brunette. "Can I ask you a question?" When she agreed, he turned his body to face her. "How did you guys get mixed up with Carter?" That question had been racking his brain for years.

"One of his guys offered her and her crew a job after he saw her race. It was just little transporting gigs and it was easy money, so we took it. Pretty soon Victoria was heading his crew of drivers making sure all of the runs went smoothly, and it did. But then Victoria started to see things that she didn't like. We all knew Carter was crazy, but we didn't know to what extent. One night he had us pick up a couple of cars and drop them off at this warehouse that he owned. We were instructed to just get in and drive, and did exactly that, we had no idea that there were people locked in the truck. He had us all watch as he killed a family like it was nothing. He said let that be an example to anyone who crosses him. I knew then that I had to get away from him, but for Victoria it wasn't so easy."

This had all caught him off guard. He knew she had gotten herself in trouble, but he didn't think it was that bad. He wondered why she didn't call or come home sooner, but knowing Tori, she had too much pride to admit when she needed help. "You said it wasn't easy for her. Why was that?" he asked.

Gisele didn't quite know how to say this. Judging from the way he asked, and the fact that he didn't know anything about Tori working with Carter, he most likely didn't know about her life with him either. "She and Carter were… involved."

Dom's eyes widened. He was taken aback. "Involved?" He asked hoping she didn't mean what he thinks she meant.

"He wouldn't let her leave; she was constantly under his watch. She knew that her only way out was sending him to jail."

"Where does the money come in?" Dom asked.

Gisele smiled and walked over to the couch allowing herself to sink down in the cushions. "Ah, so you know about that… 6.5 million split three ways. Not a bad severance pay if you ask me."

"Did she love him?" Dom found himself asking out of the blue. He couldn't get pass his newfound information, but once the question was out there, he wished he could take it back, he wasn't sure if he wanted to hear the answer.

Gisele looked up at Dom as he searched her face with curious eyes. It had to be hard not knowing. She turned her sights away from the wounded man finding her bracelet more interesting. "She tried, but I don't think she did. I think Carter knew that as well, that's why he was always buying expensive things trying to buy her affection. If you ask me, her heart was somewhere else." Content and relieved with this answer, Dom nodded his head and left it at that.

Hobbs heavy boots stomped back into the room catching their attention. "Alright gang, Carter's making a move. We have less than twelve hours to get a strategy together." His demanding voice boomed through the room. He then turned his sights to Dom. "I hope your team is ready."

Miami

The bright lights of an eighteen wheeler illuminated the dark road it was traveling at the wee hours of the night. To the eye, this was a regular tractor trailer carrying goods that weren't out of the ordinary, but that wasn't the case. This was a bullet proof government issued trailer and inside were four armed soldiers whose job was to guard the classified contents inside until it reached its destination.

A little ways behind the eighteen wheeler was a black Mustang and a red Pontiac. They followed the large vehicle keeping their distance, until the red Pontiac jumped out of formation and sped up alongside the trailer until it was able to jump in front of it. Once the Pontiac was ahead of the pack, the driver tapped the brakes slowing down a bit. This in turn caused the trailer to slow down. The driver honked his horn trying to get the little red car to speed up.

"Nice going Rafe." A voice came through on the Pontiac driver's earpiece. "Keep him steady, but keep your distance, we don't want to alert him." If the driver detected anything suspicious he would press the brakes, and if the trailer stopped for more than twenty seconds the silent alarm would alert the authorities. So discretion was their best friend at this moment.

Rafe did his job keeping the trailer at a steady pace. As they all drove under and underpass, a figure dress in black jumped from the bridge easing down a rope, and landed lightly on top of the trailer with little time to spare. The jumper laid low, crawling its way to the very end of the trailer and to a tiny hole that was on top. "Stay close Manny, I'm in and out in three minutes." Tires screech and the trailer's horn honks really loudly. Hearing the horn, the jumper dropped three small beads into the hole and glanced at the stop watch in hand, "Thirty seconds." The jumper watched the clock tick with an ear to the top. Thirty second later the sound of bodies dropping echoed from inside. Using portable saw, the jumper cut a hole in the roof of the trailer and dropped down. In addition to the guards, there were three motorcycles and a bright red Ferrari 340. "Nice wheels." After seeing that the guards were all passed out, the jumper went to the back door and opened it for its awaiting accomplice.

Using bolt cutters, the two of them cut through several locked boxes. Each of them containing money, bonds, and jewelry, but that wasn't what they were there for. There were only three boxes left when Manny's frantic voice came through their earpiece. "Shit, we got cops on us!"

Alerted by this news, the jumper's accomplice looked at the police scanner hooked on his hip. He shook his head not hearing any activity. The jumper went to over the back door trying to see what if there was some truth to what Manny was saying. Using a pair of binoculars, several fast cars were spotted approaching in the distance. "They're not cops, it's an ambush, we have to move fast."

Dom and the team drove at top speed trying to catch up to the tractor trailer. Vince and Letty was to his right, with Rome and Leon to the left, Brian trailed closely behind Dom. As they got closer to their target, the black Mustang that was behind the trailer took off like a bat out of hell.

Dom saw this and grabbed his walkie-talkie, "Roman, Leon-"

"Already on it." Rome replied. He kicked his gears into over drive taking off after the fleeting vehicle with Leon behind him.

Meanwhile the two occupants inside the trailer popped open the last box. "Got it." They rushed to the back of the trailer, but their ride is gone. "Shit! They fuckin' bailed on us."

"Rafe? Manny?" Nothing but static came through on the other end. "Fuck!"

"What are we supposed to do now?" The accomplice asked. With no getaway drivers, their backs were currently against the wall.

"Stay on them Toretto, they don't have anywhere else to go." Hobbs called in from his humvee. He sat there monitoring them on screen through the trackers he placed in each of their cars. He wanted to keep his eyes of them, but he couldn't risk being spotted.

As soon as Hobbs said this, a motorcycle burst through the back doors clearing way for the red Ferrari behind it. The motorcycle made a turn going in the same direction as traffic while the sports car went against it.

Dom watched the driver weave through traffic with expert skill, "Vince, Letty, you follow that bike, Brian and I will take the car." Dom and Brian made a u turn and sped down the road forcing other cars to move out of their way.

"Got it." said Vince. He took off, with his wife in another car beside him. "Letty be-"

"I know, I know… be careful." Letty replied cutting him off before he could get into a speech. She winked at her husband and he returned a smile. They both chased after the black and silver Ducati.

They were soon in closing in on their guy and were able to box him in. Vince was to his right, Letty was to his left, and there was a line of traffic in front of him. "Give it a rest dude, you have nowhere else to go." Letty mocked the caged man beside her. The driver of the motorcycle smirked and shook his head. He revved his bike and took off driving up the cars in front of him and then up a dirt road where they couldn't go. Letty watched in disbelief. "Sonofa bitch." She shouted.

Vince banged his fist on his steering wheel and reached for his walkie-talkie. "We just lost our guy. How are you guys holding up?"

"I'll let you know when it's over." Dom continued to chase the Ferrari that was determined not to get caught.

He was gaining on it, surely making his way beside it while Brian rammed it in the back. "Sorry car." Brian said as he hit the back of it once more. It pained Brian to damage this classic vehicle, but he had to slow it down by any means necessary.

The driver of the Ferrari jerked forward once, twice then again, until it got tired and pulled out a gun. The driver shot out Brian's front tire making him spin out. Dom checked behind him making sure Brian wasn't hurt and kept his pursuit. When the driver stuck the gun out the window again, Dom rammed it hard on the side making it lose control and drop the gun on the ground. In an angry fit, the driver rammed him back. The two cars were locked side by side. Dom looked over to see who this person was. When he saw the person behind the wheel, he did a double take. They locked eyes and he was stuck, "Tori." he said in a daze. It was as if everything around him slowed down for a moment. Taking advantage of the opportunity, Tori rammed him as hard as she could; knocking him into coming traffic.

Dom's vehicle took another hit from a suv causing him to fish tail and spin in circles, but he quick gained control swerving right and left dodging cars every which way until he was able to come to a full stop. Dom's car was sitting on the side of the road dented with smoke coming out of the hood. He got out all the while other passing car honked him and shouted obscenities. Dom paid him no mind, his attention was focused on the red Ferrari that was slowly disappearing before his eyes.

Brain's car slowly made its way down the road, wobbling on three wheels. He pulled in front of Dom and out not bothering to turn off the engine. "Well that fun" Brian chuckled trying to add some humor to the situation, but Dom's head was somewhere else. Brian tilted his head to the side, getting a look at the absent expression etched on his friends face. "You okay Dom? You look like you've just seen a ghost."

"I think I did." His deep voice rumbled catching Brian's ears by surprise. Suddenly Dom's vacant eyes came back to life. "Tori's alive Brian."