It had been almost 6 weeks since the "incident" as the crew was now referring to it. And things had gotten as close to normal as they could be considering the circumstances. Letty and Johnny were doing really well. Letty was happy. She spent the majority of her days in a really good mood. She was making good money at the races, her title of Queen of the Streets, bringing her all sorts of chump challengers. Letty and Dom had gotten back some of their old relationship. They had gone back to when they were kids. They spent more time together talking about the important stuff, the stuff that made them friends/family.
Dom's habits were changing. Ever since his encounter with Letty a few weeks ago, the normal diversions just didn't seem so appealing anymore. Don't get me wrong. He still partook in the races and the occasional girl but no where nearly as frequently as he used to. He tried not to be jealous of Letty and Johnny when he saw them together. They were doing well and had been together for a comfortable period of time now. They had little nuances and shared secret glances. He tried to be happy for her to her face but it still made him upset. It wasn't until 2 weeks after "the incident" that things really clicked into place for him. Dom spent days analyzing what happened between him and Letty. It was undeniable that he wanted to be with her physically, the attraction that he felt was blatant. But Letty wasn't one of those other girls, she had said it, and Dom knew it. She was….special. He found that during the day his mind would frequently jaunt to her. When she wasn't in the garage he found himself wondering what she could be doing, how she was feeling, if she was with Johnny. During his nights he found no respite from her either. She assaulted his dreams, with sultry teases. He threw his time and effort into other diversions, the garage was working like a well oiled machine, and the team was more together than they had been. All things considered, life was good.
Races had been slow lately and the crew was back to pulling jobs, which wasn't too unusual in the Fall and Winter. He had called the crew together today to discuss when and how they were going to pull the next job. There were truck shipments of high end electronics coming in today and they were going to boost them. They had done it before and it had gone very smoothly as well as making a pretty profit off of the resale. The only problem was that Tej and Roman had recently flown back to Miami so Dom was trying to figure out how to pull the job with less people. It would be a little more dangerous, and risky. "Naw man, it will be fine." Leon pitched in contradicting Dom's concerns. Leon was drinking a corona and was sitting at the kitchen table across from Dom. Jesse was on the couch, looking a little more apprehensive he said "I don't know Leon, I mean it's risky. The truck drivers are already pissed that we've hit them a few times." "Jesse is right, were going to have to his hard and fast to avoid their retaliation." Dom mumbled. "Don't be such a pussy Jesse," Vince said disdainfully. "We can do it the three of us just fine if you don't want to risk it." Vince said throwing popcorn at Jesse. "Uhm you mean four!" Letty piped up. "No way I'm missing out on a cut of this action." She lifted her beer and took another sip, getting comfortable on the couch. After a little more than an hour of arguing they had finally managed to nail down their plan of attack. They were going to hit the truck shipment while it was outside of the city on the highway this weekend. They had a week to get the cars checked, and in position.
The truck was in sight. "All right guys! LET'S GO!" Dom yelled into his walkie talkie. 3 black Hondas with dark tinted windows sprung into action. The cars zoomed up to the truck. Dom took his car to the front of the truck. Letty riding shot gun was in charge of the grappling hook launcher. Leon took his Honda to the left of the truck to ensure it went straight and Vince and Jesse posted up on the right. Letty was putting on her helmet, to provide anonymity. She pulled down the visor and clicked the grappling hook into place. She was ready stand up and get out of the sun roof hole when Dom stopped her with a touch on her leg. "Hey, be careful…" He said. "Don't worry about me papi!" she replied with a grin. She stood up through the sun roof and shot the grappling hook launcher through the passenger seat side of the windshield. The glass shattered and the hook caught like it was supposed to going straight through the passenger seat. She looked the cable to a contraption on her belt. "IM HOOKED!" she yelled to Dom. He shifted gears and maintained a steady speed as Letty clambered onto the top of the car, in an attempt to climb into the transport truck. But the driver was way ahead of them. He pulled out a sawed off shot gun and pulled the trigger, missing Letty by inches.
Dom heard the shot and thought he was going to have a heart attack. He lifted his walkie, "LETTY!" he screamed. It was too late, Letty was already in the truck. She disengaged the steel cable connecting her to Dom's car. The driver though wasn't going to have his truck stolen. He had heard of this mystery crew stealing others trucks and hauls. He took the shot gun and aimed it at the masked assailant. Letty ducked to the seat narrowly missing another shot. She was panting, her adrenaline pumping. Leon and Vince both saw what was happening. "Leon, V, you guys gotta get in there brothers!" dom yelled into the walkie. Leon pulled his Honda closer to the trunk in an attempt to distract the driver. Luckily it worked and he got the attention of the driver and his angry shot gun. The driver fired at Leon's car, barely missing it. "Holy Shit!" Dom heard Leon swore over the radios. Jesse pulled their Honda u p on the left. Vince pushed out the top of their sun roof, and climbed onto the top of the car. He used his own grappling hook to latch himself to the speeding mack truck. "GET ME CLOSER JESSE!" he yelled. Jesse swerved the car in an attempt to get closer and closer to the truck. But the truck swerved side to side causing the cable to get tangled around Vince's arm. He screamed out in pain and he was jerked from the Honda. He struggled against the side of the truck desperate to get the cable untangled. Another shot went off from the truck driver. Letty! "Vince, use the metal shrapnel to cut the cable!" Jesse was screaming to him. Vince continued to struggle with the cable until it finally came loose. He punched open the passenger side window, when he saw the driver was distracted by Leon's Honda on the other side. Dom's Honda was still up in front trying to control the speed of the truck driver.
"LETTY!" Vince yelled, she was in a scuffle with the driver, trying to get his gun away from him. He elbowed her, getting her in the jaw. He lip split and she began to bleed. She spat the blood at the driver who put his hand up over his face dropping the gun. Letty grabbed it and threw it toward Vince, who picked it up and threw it out the window. He climbed through the window into the passenger seat. Letty continued to struggle with the driver. He threw punch after punch at her. Her forehead had a gash that was bleeding out and obstructing her vision. She finally got in a solid enough punch to knock the driver out. She slid on top of him into his lap in an attempt to control the vehicle jamming her feet onto the break. Slowly the truck began to slow to a stop.
Dom stopped his Honda and raced to the truck. Leon and Jesse topped too throwing open his car door. They all ran toward the truck to the aid of Vince and Letty. Dom pried open the door. "Vince!" he cried out. Vince's arm was shredded at the bicep from the steel cable. He needed immediate medical attention. "Vince are you ok?" Jesse called to him from the road. "GUYS! I'M FINE….BUT LETTY!" he yelled back. Letty had gotten hit by the driver's shots. She was bleeding from the thigh, and from the shoulder. Dom leapt up to the driver's side of the car to see Letty covered in blood. "Shit! Letty!" he said moving to pull her into his arms and out of the truck. "Jess, Leon, grab what you can and load up. Take the last two Hondas. Vince, get in my car. We've gotta get you and Letty to a hospital." Jesse and Leon moved to the rear of the truck receiving the keys from Vince, throwing it open they began to load the merchandise into the Hondas. Dom pulled Letty into his arms, "Let…Let…talk to me." He whispered to her. "Dom….I think we botched this one." She said sarcastically. He carried her princess style over to the car, where Vince opened the back seat door. Dom gently laid her on the seat before sharing a look with Vince. He was concerned she would bleed out before he got her help. Dear God…please…. He pleaded. Vince got in shotgun and Dom revved the engine speeding off back the way they came as fast as he could. Letty was going in and out of consciousness in the back seat. "Hold on Letty." Dom mumbled.