Xander Cage drove up to the River Racing store. He fiddled around with his
car, making sure that it would be all right in the lot before he walked
into the store. A girl stood at the computer, quickly closing a window on
the screen and looking up at Xander. Xander wandered up and down the rows
and then headed to the counter.
"Can I help you?" He looked to see a smaller Asian girl staring up at him. She had a muscular build, her brown hair flowing down to just above her elbows, with a green streak of hair framing her face. On her face was a set of rectangular framed glasses. "I said can I help you?" She spoke again, her look seemingly reading into Xander's character, his being, as if she knew something about him. He looked at here again, "River Racing" was emblazoned on the simple V-neck shirt she wore, the sleeves not long enough to hide the tattoos on her arms, and the wristband covered the flames circling her wrist. "Xander Cage?" She spoke out of nowhere.
"Yeah." Xander smiled. He tried to think of where she was from.
"I know I recognized you." She smiled. "Maxine Blaire, your graduation date." She grinned.
"My what?" Xander looked at the girl in front of him.
"Of course you don't remember, you ditched me off that night." Max went back to busying herself at the computer.
"Look, I need some information." Xander spoke seriously.
"You want me to help you?" She spoke with sarcasm. "After all the shit you put me through?"
"Max, I'm sorry. I was a dog, I still am, but please, don't hold it against me." He spoke. "I have a Pontiac GTO, all souped up. Xander Cage wants to race it. Win, lose, it doesn't matter. I lose, winner gets the car, I win, I get both."
Max looked at him oddly and then ushered Xander into the back of the store.
"There's a big race tonight, my friend is racing, collects cars like yours." She spoke. "Runs a '67 Mustang, total dream car." She smiled, thinking about the car. She pulled a pen out of her back pocket and started to write an address on Xander's hand.
"Hey! Don't write on me!" Xander spoke while pulling his hand away. Max stared at his tattoos.
"Xander, your arm has writing all over it, plus, this is the only way you're getting in there."
"Can't I pick you up later?" He asked. Max turned around to ponder.
"I was going to steal a ride, but I'll be here later Drive up to the garage" She smiled and left the room. Xander stood up to follow.
"11 PM, Meet at the garage." Xander confirmed.
"Yes Mr. Cage" Max replied.
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Xander again pulled up to the River Racing store, but this time headed to the back. Max stood there in a black tank, and baggy army pants. She picked up a bag, and headed into the car.
"Friend needed stuff from the store." She spoke, explaining the bag. Xander headed out on a highway and followed Max's commands out to a stretch of read surrounded by powerful cars; the mustang had not yet arrived. "Okay, stay here and wait from someone to talk to you, I've gotta find people." She spoke and left the car.
Xander stepped out of his car and took in the scene; the 'friend' Max spoke of had quite a following. Everyone stared him down, eyes his car, minutes later a mustang drove up to the line, almost too silent to hear the engine. A cloaked figure stepped out of the car, and a gloved hand handed a piece of paper to Xander.
"Hello Xander Cage." The paper read. "Max has told me all about you, and it upsets me to read about your former endeavors of the female kind. I want a clean race, past the railroad. Winner takes all. Get ready." Xander looked up from the paper and eyed the mustang; it was completely black, tinted and silent, an excellent car for night riding. Xander looked back on the paper. "Eleven" was the paper's last word; Xander sat in his car, and drove to the line. Someone let off the signal and both cars blasted off of the line. Xander had a commanding lead above eleven, until out of nowhere; at the very last minute Eleven gained great speed and overtook Xander. They crossed the line, Eleven taking the win, pulling off a 180 and heading back to the crowd. Xander followed, and headed out of his car, the mustang and Eleven was gone, but a small sheet of paper was handed to him. "1137 West end Place. Leave the car. Keys must be underneath the vehicle." The note read.
"Can I help you?" He looked to see a smaller Asian girl staring up at him. She had a muscular build, her brown hair flowing down to just above her elbows, with a green streak of hair framing her face. On her face was a set of rectangular framed glasses. "I said can I help you?" She spoke again, her look seemingly reading into Xander's character, his being, as if she knew something about him. He looked at here again, "River Racing" was emblazoned on the simple V-neck shirt she wore, the sleeves not long enough to hide the tattoos on her arms, and the wristband covered the flames circling her wrist. "Xander Cage?" She spoke out of nowhere.
"Yeah." Xander smiled. He tried to think of where she was from.
"I know I recognized you." She smiled. "Maxine Blaire, your graduation date." She grinned.
"My what?" Xander looked at the girl in front of him.
"Of course you don't remember, you ditched me off that night." Max went back to busying herself at the computer.
"Look, I need some information." Xander spoke seriously.
"You want me to help you?" She spoke with sarcasm. "After all the shit you put me through?"
"Max, I'm sorry. I was a dog, I still am, but please, don't hold it against me." He spoke. "I have a Pontiac GTO, all souped up. Xander Cage wants to race it. Win, lose, it doesn't matter. I lose, winner gets the car, I win, I get both."
Max looked at him oddly and then ushered Xander into the back of the store.
"There's a big race tonight, my friend is racing, collects cars like yours." She spoke. "Runs a '67 Mustang, total dream car." She smiled, thinking about the car. She pulled a pen out of her back pocket and started to write an address on Xander's hand.
"Hey! Don't write on me!" Xander spoke while pulling his hand away. Max stared at his tattoos.
"Xander, your arm has writing all over it, plus, this is the only way you're getting in there."
"Can't I pick you up later?" He asked. Max turned around to ponder.
"I was going to steal a ride, but I'll be here later Drive up to the garage" She smiled and left the room. Xander stood up to follow.
"11 PM, Meet at the garage." Xander confirmed.
"Yes Mr. Cage" Max replied.
[[[___]]]
Xander again pulled up to the River Racing store, but this time headed to the back. Max stood there in a black tank, and baggy army pants. She picked up a bag, and headed into the car.
"Friend needed stuff from the store." She spoke, explaining the bag. Xander headed out on a highway and followed Max's commands out to a stretch of read surrounded by powerful cars; the mustang had not yet arrived. "Okay, stay here and wait from someone to talk to you, I've gotta find people." She spoke and left the car.
Xander stepped out of his car and took in the scene; the 'friend' Max spoke of had quite a following. Everyone stared him down, eyes his car, minutes later a mustang drove up to the line, almost too silent to hear the engine. A cloaked figure stepped out of the car, and a gloved hand handed a piece of paper to Xander.
"Hello Xander Cage." The paper read. "Max has told me all about you, and it upsets me to read about your former endeavors of the female kind. I want a clean race, past the railroad. Winner takes all. Get ready." Xander looked up from the paper and eyed the mustang; it was completely black, tinted and silent, an excellent car for night riding. Xander looked back on the paper. "Eleven" was the paper's last word; Xander sat in his car, and drove to the line. Someone let off the signal and both cars blasted off of the line. Xander had a commanding lead above eleven, until out of nowhere; at the very last minute Eleven gained great speed and overtook Xander. They crossed the line, Eleven taking the win, pulling off a 180 and heading back to the crowd. Xander followed, and headed out of his car, the mustang and Eleven was gone, but a small sheet of paper was handed to him. "1137 West end Place. Leave the car. Keys must be underneath the vehicle." The note read.