Hours later, everyone was home, and they found me sitting at the dining room table, pulling my hair.

"God damn it!" I shouted, knocking the table over. I stood up and went to the fridge, grabbing some glass bowls. I tossed them at the wall. "Fuck it all to hell!"

I walked to the living room, slamming the door. "How the fuck did I not see it sooner!"

"They didn't get anyone. You're fine."

"I watch out for others on my turf," I told them all feircly. "Most importantly, my crew. If I can't even detect a simple effing cop, who knows what they'll throw at us next?" I glared at Edward. "If any of you find out who this was, I want him brought to me at our place, and I'll take care of him myself. Got it? Send the alarm to the others as well. Tell them the same applies. Ten grand for the crew that finds him first."

The crew got on their phones and I grabbed my gun, clicking it twice, bored to death.

He had to go down. I walked back to the kitchen, setting my gun on the side table, and picked up a few more glass things. I threw them around, pissed off more than ever, until my phone beeped.

"Got him," I read aloud. "Serp."

I grabbed my gun, ran through the living room, and got into my car before anyone could say anything.

I went out the back entrance, which was an underground tunnel that led to the place where we execute the cops that turn on us. I parked in the parking lot outside of the middle of the desert, a small hut right next to it. I walked inside and saw Serp, Kandy, and Jaws.

"This him?" I asked, kicking a bloody person who was curled up on the floor.

"Yeah," Serp growled. "Caught him while he tried to tag my lincense."

I growled and pulled up the person by his hair. "Such a waste. He is pretty handsome."

"Please, I have a family," He pleaded, blood pooling from him mouth.

"Should have thought about that before you fucking tried to bring us away from ours. We have mouths to feed and when no jobs take us in, we race to make money. You should know that. Do you think we choose to race if we have to? No. We need to because we don't want to live on the streets."

He whimpered as I put my gun at his throat. "What's your name?"

"Dennis Holliday. Please, my family needs me. It's just my daughter and I."

"I'll be sure to type an anonymus letter and put it in your mail box, saying your daughter is to go to-"

"She's only fifteen!" he pleaded. "She can't start over now!"

I narrowed my eyes, "What's her name?" His eyes widened. "I won't kill her. What's her name?"

"Silvia Holliday."

"She'll be in good hands, I promise," I growled. "Now who told you to come on my turf and try to bring me down?"

"No one-"

"Bull shit," I growled, causing Serp and Kandy to punch him. Kandy's hair had blood in it and her face has smears. She was the only girl racer besides me in Serps crew. "TELL ME!"

"The LAPD."

I kneed him in the gut. "I'll fucking kill them after I kill you. Then I'll see to it that the Diving Sharks are ended as well. Am I clear?" I hissed. I cocked my gun and pointed it under his jaw.

"P-Please, no." he cried, tears running down his cheeks. "Our father..." I let him finish his prayer before shooting.

"Clean him up, get the bullet out, and make sure that no one has any fingerprints on him. I want that bullet back. I have a letter to type. Thank god I passed English."

Serp nodded and the three Black Six's cleaned and got the bullet for me, while I took the typewriter and typed up a letter to the 'Silvia Holliday'. I said how I wanted the police to find every possible family member she could live with, and if not, she could decide what to do, whether live on her own, recieving anonymus money, from me, or go to an orphanage without any money. I folded it and searched a Dennis Holliday on my phone, which was circuted so that no one can know what's going on with it.

The outskirts of Phoenix by the warehouse. Serp put Dennis into his trunk and dumped him at the middle of no where, which was always behind an apartment building. I dropped the letter into the Dennis Holliday addressed mailbox and then drove away. I made it to my warehouse and pulled out my phone, calling Serp.


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