Lin drove along to road up to the suburbs area. She stopped a few times to ask some Rollerz people to race. She got three racers then drove to the club. We got out and went inside. We sat down at the bar and Lin took out her cell phone.
"Hey, you got the cars ready," Lin said after she dialled. "Thanks, Samson," she continued after a few seconds.
Lin dialled a different number and began to speak again. "Okay, Samson's finished with the cars and he's distributed them to my racers. Come to Club Glitz and I'll tell you more."
"Now what," I asked when Lin put her phone away.
"Come with me," Lin replied taking me by the wrist and dragging me to the back.
When we went into the back room I saw some funny looking French guy there. He looked at me and smiled. Taking me from Lin and sitting me down in his chair.
"Is this her," he said looking at me in the mirror.
"Yeah, listen you got to work fast, so hurry up," Lin said. "I'll be back in a few minutes kid, I got to go wait for my racer," she continued smiling, before leaving.
"Okay, did Lin tell you what we are going to do," he asked me.
"Umm… No," I said, nervously.
"Okay well then I'll have to explain while I work," He said picking up a bowl and mixing it with a brush. "I am a make up artist and I am going to make you look like the Saints put a real beating on you… Okay."
"… Okay," I said, hesitantly.
He smiled and started putting stuff on my face. I couldn't see myself in the mirror because he was blocking my view. So I just sat back and waited until he finished.
He was done in about ten minutes and Lin walked in as soon as he was done, she turned me around and was pleased with what I now looked like.
"Perfect," Lin said.
She turned me around so I could see myself. He had given me a black eye, some bruises on my left cheek and a few gross looking cuts on the side of my neck. I looked scary.
"Okay put this on a put the hood up, I don't want anyone seeing you like this until after the race," Lin said, turning me back around and handing me a sweater.
I did what I was told and put the sweater on and put the hood up. Lin took my hand and walked me out of the room. I had my head down so Lin had to guide me to the door. Then when I could finally see light from outside the door someone else took me. I heard Troy talking to Lin for a few seconds, but I couldn't understand what he was saying.
"Danielle… It's Troy. I'll explain all this when we get in the car," Troy said, helping me get into the back seat.
As soon as I heard Troy's door slam I took off the hood and sat at the corner so no one would be able to see me through the windshield. I saw Lin's "racer" in the front seat. It was the Saints new guy. He has to be involved in everything. Then Troy leaned over his seat and started explaining the Saints plan.
"Okay listen, Samson rigged those cars so that if the Rollerz hit the naus the cars will blow up, so our boy is going to drive close enough to the cars so I can piss them off. Then when we've taken care of all the cars we are going to throw you out in front of the Rollerz leader's house. Hopefully they'll take you in," Troy said.
"Hopefully," I repeated.
"Well you see we don't know if they will. They might just leave you there."
"Oh thanks."
"Well we don't know how much these guys give about their kind," Troy said.
"Whatever," I said, finally realizing that we were at the starting line.
"3... 2... 1... Go!," I heard a woman's voice come from outside.
The race started and the Saints new guy stayed close to the first guy as Troy taunted him, causing him to get pissed off and speed up.
"Watch this," Troy said to me.
I looked over Troy's shoulder and watched as the car sped along the road and then just a few seconds later it exploded. I look out my window as we past the ruined car. It was a little harder for our my driver to catch up with the second car, but eventually he did. Troy did exactly what he did to the other and then, just like the other car, it exploded. The last car was the hardest for the new guy, but he finally caught up to him. This one was a little harder for Troy to crack. The last Westside Roller finally gave in a hit the naus so he could get to the finish, but unfortunately for him he exploded, like the others, about five feet from the finish.
"Okay, we're almost to the mansion. Get ready," Troy said, climbing into the back seat. "This will hurt a bit."
"What," I yelped, looking behind me at Troy.
"I have to push you out, you can't just tuck and roll, they'll know something's up with that," Troy replied, looking at me as if nothing was wrong with what he just said.
"If I break something, I swear to God," I said looking away from the deranged man behind me.
He laughed and put his hands on my back while I grabbed to door handle.
"Go," Troy said.
He pushed me and I opened the door. I rolled out of the car and got skinned up pretty badly. I stayed there, laying on the ground when I heard the car that I was just in skid to a stop.
"What the hell," came a mans voice from the grand doors of the beautiful home in front of me.
"Hope you like your present Price," Troy yelled from the other end of the driveway, laughing.
I heard the car start again and it drove right pass me. If it was any closer I probably would've been road kill. I started to get scared now that I was by myself.
"Who are you," I heard the man say when he got to me.
Remembering what Lin had told the other Rollerz earlier today I answered, "My… names L-Lily."
"I don't remember seeing you around, are you apart of the Rollerz," he asked.
"Yes, now are you going to help me," I yelled.
"Attitude, you must be a Roller," he said helping me to my feet.
To scared, I refused to look up at him. He helped me into the house. It was harder than I thought because when Troy pushed me my foot got caught on something and I had sprained my ankle. I've sprained a lot before so I barely noticed it, but pretended it was worse than it actually was. We went through the doors and the man named Price brought me into the living room and set me down on a chair.
"A new house guest," a different voice came when I sat down. "When did she stop by."
"Just now, she's with us. The Saints beat her up pretty bad by the looks of it," Price said.
"Well then," the other voice came. "I'm Mr. Sharp, may I ask what your name is young lady."
"Lily," I said, reluctantly lifting my head to look at him. He was wearing a gray suit with a blue dress shirt. He looked about fifty years old and was smoking a cigar.
"You're a little young to be in a gang, by the looks of it you should still be in high school," Sharp said.
"I get that a lot," I replied.
"I'd say," Sharp said, smiling.
"As long as she's loyal, I don't care if she's fourteen," Price said, sprawling across the large section couch across the room.
"Feet off the furniture Joseph," Sharp said, angrily.
Price ignored him and turned to me. "So, what when did you start with the Rollerz… You'd think I'd know this, but your face isn't familiar," he laughed.
"I just started earlier today," I said, truthfully.
"Really and you already got the Saints at you," he said, continuing to laugh.
"Yes, that is a little strange," Sharp said.
"I know some people in the Saints, you could say I betrayed them," I replied, calmly.
"Oh," Price said.
"Really," Sharp said, taking a drag on his cigar.
I nodded and sat back with my eyes closed. This was a lot easier then I thought it was going to be, but I didn't want to get on Price's bad side. He was rather large, almost as big as that Victor guy on Los Carnales. I shuddered thinking about what Victor must do to people he doesn't like. I instantly shook that from my mind at thought about what Lin was doing. Hopefully she'd be thinking about getting me out of here. I wasn't really warming up to Sharp or Price. Then I thought about that these two must be the big shots in the Rollerz. All we really had to do was take them out. I could pull out my gun right now and do it. Then again if I missed., I'd be a goner. So I'd best just sit tight a wait for Lin. She's probably cooking up something to really get inside the Rollerz heads. I didn't realize it, but I had fallen asleep. I was woken up by Lin's, worried sounding, voice.
"Oh my god, Lily are you okay," Lin said running up and kneeling down beside me. "Did they fall for it," Lin whispered when she was at my side.
"Umm… Yes," I said, answering both of her questions.
"You know her Lin," yet another different voice came.
"Yeah, this is my sister," Lin lied, perfectly, again. "Who are these two," she continued, standing up.
"This is Joseph Price, the leader of the Rollerz and his uncle, William Sharp," the man said. He was really small standing next to Price, It was funny actually. He was, also, Chinese by the looks of him.
"Donnie, your just like Joseph… Bringing strangers into my home," Sharp said, looking from Lin to me. "Anyway, who is this young lady."
"This is…" the man named Donnie tried to say.
"I'm Lin," Lin interrupted Donnie, stepping in front of him.
"Yeah she saved me back at the garage," Donnie said, stepping forward also.
"Saved you," Sharp asked, confused.
"Yeah the Saints came by and started shooting…"
"The Saints," Sharp interrupted him. "Well, I don't think that these Saints like us very much. They beat up our newest member pretty bad today."
"What… Oh man," Donnie said, looking at me.
I simply smiled back, "Pleasure to meet you too."
"Umm… Yeah, nice to meet you," Donnie said.
Sharp and Lin shared a few dirty glances at each other before Sharp said something to Price that I didn't catch and left. Then Donnie walked forward and sat in Price's deserted seat.
"So when are we hitting that convoy," Donnie said.
"What," Sharp said looking at Donnie, confused.
"You know… The convoy," Donnie said.
"I don't know what your talking about Donnie," Sharp said, a little angrier this time.
"Oh," Donnie said, nervously.
"What convoy," Lin asked.
"It's nothing, here why don't you and your sister come with me and I'll fix up your car," Donnie replied.
I looked at Lin and she was looking at me and she motioned for me to look out the window. I did and I saw the Saints new guy there. I looked back at Lin and she nodded.
"Actually, I should head down to the hospital, My head hurts really bad," I lied.
"Oh well we'll bring you down," Donnie said, sweetly.
"Oh no, that's okay. She's a big girl she can handle herself," Lin said, covering me.
"Umm… Okay, lets go Lin," Donnie said, leaving with Lin following after.
I got up and walked off towards the door.
"Your ankle feeling better," Sharp said as I was about to turn the corner.
"Umm… Yeah, I've sprained it a lot before so I'm pretty used to it now," I replied, not looking back.
"Well, that's… convenient isn't it."
"Very," I said, walking out the front door.