Chapter 2 is here hot off the presses.
Rika woke up. The sun was pouring thought the opened blinds. She blinked adjusting her eyes to the light. Her hair lay in a mess around her face. Sitting up she rubbed her eyes. 'Where is that boy?' She thought. Pulling on her pants she walked out of the room. There Matt lay sprawled over the sofa, T.V. remote in hand. She looked down on the dirty blond. His muscular body lay in complete relaxation. She walked past him and into the garage. Her Corvette sat next to his McLaren. 'Damn that's a sweet car.' She walked up to the back of her car and popped the trunk. Inside was a bag with her clothes. Grabbing the leather bag she lugged it back inside. Continuing to her, present room, she passed the still sleeping Matt. 'Might as well take another shower' She thought to herself. Opening her bag she pulled out a loose camo top and some black shorts. Helping herself to the linen closet she grabbed another towel and headed to the bathroom. Pulling off her shirt she looked in the mirror. She looked like crap. Her hair was poofy and dark rings were under her eyes. She turned around and looked at her dragonfly Tattoo that was right above her ass. She started the water in the shower and slid her pants and thong off. Taking a last look in the mirror she thought, 'Damn I'm sexy.'
Matt woke up with the taste of oranges with a taint of liquor in his mouth. He hated dry mouth. Looking around he room he quickly picked up that he was at Tai's. Rolling over he fell off the couch. "I'm awake, I'm awake." He mumbled to himself. Sitting up blood began to pump in his head. His eyes fixated on the bottle of orange juice. He groped for it and grabbed the bottle of liquor next to it. Not knowing what he grabbed he took a quick swig. "Oh shit, this stuff gets stronger each day." Setting the bottle down next to him he stood up, and fell back on the sofa. Rubbing his hair he tried it again. Standing this time he sniffed. 'Shower' his mind thought. Pulling off his pants as he stumbled toward the bathroom he arrived there wearing a towel. Opening the door he thought, 'This was nice of Tai to turn the water on for me.' Steam poured from the room as he shut the door. He heard some singing. 'And a radio, what a friend.' Observing that there was another towel in the rack he passed it off that Tai left it there for him. Walking up to the shower he pulled back the curtain. There was Rika staring at him with wide eyes. "Damn this is a good day so far." He said
Izzy sat at the end of a long row of boxes. He hated waiting. Not doing anything. It just bothered the hell out of him. He liked things to go fast, that's why he liked racing. The sound of his engine purring under his hood as he sped over the street at speeds over a hundred miles an hour. "Are you ready?" Izzy snapped out of his trance. Henry stood five feet from him. "Of course. And you have my payment?" Henry nodded. Izzy stood up. Sliding on his driving gloves he followed Henry. "Where to today?" Izzy asked. "The usual." Looking at all the crates he knew his payment was in one of them. "Do the cops have any leads?" "No." Parked next to his Viper was Henry's Porsche. Light flickered through holes in the metal roof. Henry bent down next to his car and picked up a metal case. "All usual rules apply." Henry said sternly. Izzy took the case and set it in the passenger seat. "I'll get it there." "You better."
"Hello!" Rika yelled at Matt. Matt quickly snapped out of his drunken stare. "Oh, sorry." He said blushing, as he closed the curtain. She heard him leave the room she returned to singing. Thoughts flew through her mind. She had just moved here a couple weeks ago. Getting a dorm room at the college she was 'luckily' paired with Mimi. Oh how she couldn't stand the girl. All she would do is weep and complain about every little thing in the world. Especially her boyfriend she was constantly breaking up with and getting back together with. Oh how she would go hours and hours of moaning and wallowing in her own self pity. She wouldn't eat; all she would do is smoke her dope, which was a large reason why she left. Now she was trying to get another room while staying at Tai's. School was ok but she wished there was an automotive class like her old school. She heard a knock at the door followed by, "Hurry up will ya?" She rolled her eyes. Wrapping herself in a towel she walked out and tossed the towel into a hamper outside of Tai's room. As she closed the door Matt yelled out, "Nice Tattoo!"
Sora sipped on a root beer float. She sat in Steak and Shake waiting for Tai. She still couldn't believe that she had gotten the job at the police station. She was thrilled with her first assignment. There was a hunch that at her school there was a lot of drug trafficking going on. Thinking about her new job she didn't notice Tai walking up behind her. Jumping at his touch he said, "So where are your super sleuth senses?" "Ha ha very funny." She retorted. Tai looked at the menu as Sora asked him, "So know anything about my case?" He looked up. "Business like aren't we?" She rolled her eyes. "Actually no. I know drugs come and go through our school but I didn't think that it was as big as you said it was. Grabbing a straw he stuck it in her float. "Er hem." Looking through his messed up hair, "Thirsty." "You're paying." He looked up. "I know you never pay." Sora just smiled. "That's just because you're such a nice guy and will pay for me." She added sweetly. Now he rolled his eyes. "Yeah sure. Hey how much money does trafficking drugs bring in?" He asked her. "Enough." "Like how much?" "Usually 1,000 to 10,000 per job, depending on the danger and employer." "Nice." She shrugged. "It has to be high, if you get busted, your in jail for a loooong time." Tai took the last sip out of the float. "So any leads?" She brushed her hair off her face. "Yeah, I know whoever is in charge of it is also into street racing." Tai's eyebrows went up. "Street racing?" She looked back at him. "Yeah why?" "Nothing." She leaned over toward him. "Are you holding evidence against me? You must tell me for two reasons." "I want my reasons." Tai said stubbornly. "One I have the right to know because I'm working on a case that involves the information and I'm your girlfriend. So there." Tai smirked. "I'll tell you on one condition." "Ok." "I get a really big kiss." Sora laughed. 'He can be a goofball some times.' She thought. "Ok, hot shot." "There's a race tonight down in the warehouse district. You can't get in unless you've been invited or are racing." "So I'll sneak in." Tai looked serious. "These guys can be a rowdy group, get invited." "By who?" "Just talk to Matt, he'll get you in."
Mimi sat down in her room. She looked at the other bed. Empty. All of her stuff was gone too. 'Another person leaves me,' she thought to herself. Her life was a wreck. She looked in the mirror. A ghastly figure of a person stared back at her. Turning away she went and collapsed on her bed, crying. She had always been the role model, the picture perfect daughter. Now her parents and her friends looked her down upon her. She wanted the freedom that going away to college had but she abused the freedom. Fooling around with drugs, and then not eating for days at a time, her life became a wreck. Now she was not eating for days, smoking pot all the time, and when she did eat, she would only eat celery. She was pale, her skin clung to her bones, and she would always twitch from the drugs. Her body lay on her bed crying. Promising herself that she would quit she broke that promise last night picking up another shipment of her drugs. The case sat on the opposite side of the room. It sat there laughing at her, teasing her, torturing her. 'I can't take it anymore' Crawling out of bed she walked toward where her gun was. Her hand shook as she reached for it. The metal was heavy in her hand. Turning it toward her she took one last glimpse in the mirror. Then someone knocked on her door. "Mimi? Are you there, I'm your new room mate, Jeri." She lowered the gun. 'No it's just someone else to leave you.' She looked back in the mirror. 'Don't think like that, she can help you.' Trembling she dropped the gun and walked toward the door. "I'm here, I'm here," she said with a shaky voice. Walking toward the door she unlocked it and let Jeri in. 'One step in the right direction,' she thought.
Rika looked in the fridge for orange juice. "Where's the orange juice?" She yelled at Matt. Stepping out of the bathroom wearing a towel he replied with, "Drank it all, asked you last night if you wanted some." Rika scowled. "I didn't want it last night…" "Whatever." Matt walked into Tai's bedroom to get dressed. Seeing his wallet sitting on the nightstand he picked it up. 'Great she took my money.' He thought. Examining it all his money was still there but there was number scribbled on paper next to the word cell. Matt heard the garage door open and a car start. Running out of his room he frantically looked for his keys. Opening the garage door he saw only her car left in the garage. 'Damnet. Well guess I'll just wait here.' After getting dressed he sat down at the kitchen table. Noticing a piece of paper with the same handwriting on it. "Ooo another note" He mumbled. The paper read. "Went to get parts for tonight and to fill my tanks." Matt scratched his head. 'How did she know there was a race tonight?' Flipping the paper over it something else was scribbled there: "Oh yeah some dude left a message about the race tonight and that you need to meet him today at noon at the usual spot. Don't know who it was tho- just letting ya kno. Thx for letting me drive your car! Luv Rika." He balled the paper up. 'Not another run, not today.' He thought gloomily. Glancing at the clock it was twenty till noon. 'Well I guess I'll take her car then.' He didn't like his job. When people asked him what he did he said he was a delivery boy. Actually he was a delivery boy but he delivered drugs to clients. He himself doesn't use drugs but he was offered a large sum of money if he would take up the job. He remembered the night when the guy approached him. It was after a race, he had won and the man was looking for a fast car and a trustworthy driver. Matt fit both of the categories. Talking to the man at first all he knew was that he would be delivering things for 500 a job. He didn't need the cash, he won all he needed from racing, but he did need a steady job though. Taking the job he soon found out that he was transporting cases with cocaine and marijuana. On finding out what was in the cases he demanded a raise or else he'd walk. After arguing with the boss, the boss finally agreed to give him the raise. Matt soon gained a status for always delivering the cargo the fastest. He had also out run cops chasing his car various times, causing him to constantly repaint his car and change license plates. He didn't like the job but it brought in a good flow of money. Getting up from the table he grabbed Rika's keys and walked out to the garage to go to work. 'Another day, another job.'
"Matt? He's into racing? Man I have been gone for a long time." She mumbled to herself driving downtown. She had been gone a long time; her mom shipped her off to boarding school for the last three years of high school because she thought it "Would be good for her." She rolled her eyes. 'Yeah right all it did was make me want to join the police force, which is where I am now.' Traveling down the road a black Viper cut her off and ran the red light. "Hey buddy, slow down!" Then it hit her that she was a cop now, she could give tickets. Flipping on her lights she hit the petal and followed the car through the light. The driver pulled over. As Sora got out of her car the other car came to life, but then it stopped. Sora ran to the side of the car. "Just what do you think you're doing?" The guy looked back at her and said, "Well I was going to outrun you at first, but then I noticed it was you and decided to stop." Then it hit her, it was Izzy. "Boy what do you think you're doing running red lights like that?" "It was yellow!" Rolling her eyes once again she half said, "yeah right." She leaned over looking inside the car. "Hey I'll let you off if you tell me where Matt's house is." Sora asked Izzy. He smiled. "Go straight three blocks and take a left. There's apartments there. You remember, where his dad lives." Squinting from the sun she replied, "He still lives there?" "Hell I'd live at my parent's house if they didn't live there either." Looking puzzled Izzy continued. "His dad mostly sleeps at the office. Or he is passed out at a party." Sora stood up. "Ok thanks, now I better not catch you again!" She said in a teasing manner. "Yes ma'm" He said like a little boy. Messing his hair up Sora walked back to her car and headed for Matt's.
He was already waiting for him. 'Damn not good.' Ran through Matt's head. Parking Rika's car parallel to the man's he got out and walked toward him. "New car?" Matt looked at the Corvette. "No just borrowed it." The man turned around. "You're going to race tonight right?" The man said. The way Henry always talked chilled Matt. Always in monotone, no expression. Matt looked out a window in the warehouse. "Of course. Why?" Henry took a step forward. "The cops have finally gotten wind of our operation. They know we are connected to street racing some how, but they don't know who it is. We need to frame someone." Matt looked at him. "And why does me racing have anything to do with it?" He could see his reflection in Henry's glasses. "Whenever you win you always draw a crowd. Hopefully one car comes back smoking. That's when Izzy can slip a bag or two of weed into that car so when everyone goes to see the smoking car they also see the weed. Bam. He gets busted and whatever racing clan he's apart of gets arrested. Cops get happy thinking that they busted the case and forget about us." Matt sat down on a crate. Henry always knew exactly what to do. No matter what he would always get out of a sticky situation. "Sounds like a plan to me." Matt said. "Good then you're dismissed." As Matt walked away he remembered Rika's request. "Hey we need someone to replace Tom, right?" Henry looked up at him. "We really don't need a third person. You and Izzy can hold your work, no third is necessary. Unless you have someone in mind?" His eyebrow rose. "Actually yes. She's new to town but she has what it takes." "Oh and what's that?" Matt leaned on her car. "She's got spunk and guts. Last night she pulled her gun on me and then she stole my car this morning." Henry walked toward his car. "Invite her tonight. We'll see how well she does in a race."