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"Will you still remember
Twisted little star
Darker shining
Silently surrender
Twisted little smile
Twisted's gonna last a while"

Twisted Little Star – Bertine Zetlitz

Mangled

Two days passed and Dom didn't hear anything from Letty. It made him edgy and irritable. Brian said that she was probably waiting for the right time. Hobbs doubted that she would keep her word to help them. Dom refrained from punching his face in, just barely. Mia arrived and her presence helped a bit, though the longer he didn't hear from Letty, the more anxious he became.

In the meantime, the crew worked on their original plan, tracking Shaw and his team, learning them and the way they struck. They would go after them where they had the best chance. On the road.

On the third day Hobbs marched into the break room where the team was all crowded around the table with the breakfast Mia had made them. Brian looked up, forkful of eggs halfway to his mouth and saw the look on the officer's face. He looked at Dom, who stood.

"What happened?"

"They made a move," Hobbs said, motioning for them to follow him out to the large warehouse area. Several other agents were crowded around the computers. The tech expert brought up some images on the large projector so they could all get a look.

Grainy footage from what seemed to be random security cameras in a downtown area caught the visual of two cars driving down the road late at night. Dom tensed slightly, recognizing one of them as Letty's. Mia reached over to squeeze his arm.

The cars pulled up to a security gate. A tall man stepped out of the other vehicle and went up to the guardhouse and shot his gun through the window, twice. Then he went into the guardhouse and opened the gate. The cars drove through.

"Shit…" Brian muttered. "What was that place?"

"That's the dock for customs," Hobbs explained. "My guess is that they wanted to get at something that's come into the country."

"Can we see what happened at the docks?" Brian asked.

"We had to request footage from the local government," one of the techs said. "It should be coming in… now."

She tapped a few buttons and changed the image on the screen. This video was of better quality. It showed the cars driving in through the gate and then along a long row of cargo containers. They drove about a quarter mile down, then came to a stop. The doors to the cars opened and several people got out. Letty stepped from the driver's side of the Interceptor. Her body language was full of tension and she slammed the door angrily as she stalked away from the car. Dom's gaze tracked her. Mia squeezed his arm tighter.

A man stepped out of the passenger's side. His build was lean, and he moved with authority. He walked after her, turning to say something to the two men who came out of the other car. The camera got a good shot of his face; Shaw.

The two guys he'd spoken to nodded and walked off in the opposite direction, towards a large container. One of them carried a large pair of lock-cutters. They used them to open the container and disappeared inside.

Letty was standing just near the edge of the camera's view now, stonily silent, her arms crossed over her chest, back to Shaw as he talked at her. To Dom it was clear she was unhappy, but she didn't say anything. Owen got right up into her personal space, far too close, leaning in to whisper something against her ear. She still didn't move, her face turned away. Dom's hands curled into fists. Mia whispered his name.

Shaw turned his head, looked right at the camera, and made a gun with his fingers, pointing it directly at them. He mouthed the word "Bang".

"He knows we're after him," Giselle murmured.

"He's taunting us," Brian added. "He's confident."

On the screen Shaw put his arm around Letty. She stepped away from him but he grabbed her firmly by the arm, shouting at someone as he forced her back towards her car. She got into the driver's side. Shaw went into the container and the two men came back out. One got into the other vehicle, while one got into the passenger's side of Letty's. They weren't letting her be alone.

"Seems like your girl doesn't know what side she's playing for," Hobbs commented drily. Dom took a step towards him, fist raised, but Mia held onto him.

"She's doing it against her will," his sister said, narrowing her eyes at Hobbs. "That much is obvious to anyone that knows her."

"Shaw must have something on her," Brian put in.

"What could he possibly have to hold over Letty's head?" Han asked.

"We find that out and we can get her out," Dom replied, lowering his hand to his side again.

They turned their attention back to the screen. The two cars had driven off and the scene was still for a moment. Then something came roaring out of the container. It was some sort of vehicle, but it looked like a massive metal roll cage, with a low body and wide wheels. It was like something out of a batman movie or a bizarre concept car.

"What the hell is that?" Roman asked his eyes wide.

"Looks military," Hobbs said. "Our info on this guy says he's ex-military. He must still have access to contacts for some of the higher tech toys."

"How are we supposed to go up against that shit?" Tej asked, looking at them with mild disbelief.

"We have to," Giselle said softly, looking towards Dom. There was much more at stake than the possibility of having their records cleared. She'd seen Dom right after he'd lost Letty the first time. He'd been a man ready to die. There was no way they could let that happen again.

"We need to get Letty out of there," Brian announced. "We can't wait for her to contact us. It's obvious that Shaw has some way to control her and he knows he can use her against us."

"He'll exploit every weakness we have," Hobbs told them. "He's ruthless. He will sacrifice any of them if he has to."

"But we still don't know how to get to him," Han said. "We can't make a move blind."

The others murmured to one another for a few moments, then the door opened and the DEA agent Riley walked in, carrying a file. "You got a message," she said.

Hobbs moved to take it from her, but she held it to the side. "Not you," she said, and then walked around him, offering it to Dom. "It's for you."

Dom took it with a wary expression.

"Where did you get that?" Hobbs asked, frowning.

"It was left at the docks, taped to the dead guard," Riley said as Dom withdrew a piece of paper that was stained with dried blood.

It read only:

Toretto,

Tomorrow, 11 pm. 112 Corporate Row, North.

Come alone.

He looked at it, then up at the others. Mia took it, shaking her head as she read it.

"You can't go, Dom. It's obviously a trap."

"I have to go. He has Letty."

The others were silent, knowing that arguing with him would be pointless. Mia sighed and nodded, relenting.

"I'll stay nearby," Brian said. "In case I need to get to you fast. And we'll hook up some surveillance in your car… keep eyes on you."

"That's the best we can do," Hobbs agreed. "We need to get a hook in this guy. And fast, before more people end up dead."