Eleven sat in the RX-7, waiting for the right time to enter the club. She
made sure to cover up any identifying features, especially the one on her
wrist. She go tout of the car and climbed the fires escape.
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"Mr. Cage, I will get my best man on this boost." Tran spoke.
"Who might this best man be?" Xander asked, secretly knowing the answer. Tran hesitated; he didn't want to give up the name of his best booster. "Well?" Xander asked.
"A man named eleven. Works in South California, races too. We've talked to his friend Jared, and his girlfriend Maxine" Tran paused, thinking about Max. "He can get us any car, no damage."
"Ever even se-" Xander was interrupted by a smash at the window and a black figure entering.
"Who the hell are you?" Tran asked. Eleven handed him a sheet of paper, with a number on it. "11" He whispered, the figure nodded.
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"Mr. Cage, I will get my best man on this boost." Tran spoke.
"Who might this best man be?" Xander asked, secretly knowing the answer. Tran hesitated; he didn't want to give up the name of his best booster. "Well?" Xander asked.
"A man named eleven. Works in South California, races too. We've talked to his friend Jared, and his girlfriend Maxine" Tran paused, thinking about Max. "He can get us any car, no damage."
"Ever even se-" Xander was interrupted by a smash at the window and a black figure entering.
"Who the hell are you?" Tran asked. Eleven handed him a sheet of paper, with a number on it. "11" He whispered, the figure nodded.