I bet you all thought I would never update. Well ha I did. Neway's here's the skinny on why it took me so long. I've been pre-promoting my novel that's about to come out and I just got one of my scripts bought by Universal Studios. My cousins got in a car accident. More of my cousins died in this 'war'. Other's lost their homes and I've had to take them in. So If I don't update fast enough for you…well read the chapters that are up and dream about what you want to happen. It probably wont happen in the story but at least it will hold you over. I'm sorry to sound like a total bitch but the last few months haven't been kind. The only thing I have to be thankful for is that I'm still alive and I guess that's a good thing right. I mean I want to finish this story just as much as you want me to finish it maybe even more. So without further ado.
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Governments topple, gangs from the east meet west, and Dom gets a new neighbor that's more than he can handle. R/R please
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Satiana awoke when the bell dinged for the jets decent. She stretched as much as her tired mussels would allow her and looked over at her grandfather. His glare reminded her of her father and she turned away but not soon enough.
"You should have killed yourself. How can you sit over there disgraced as you are by those men's filth and not want to take up a sword?"
"The simple fact that I have people to live for never crossed your mind grandfather did it? You think I should end my life but I would be ending not only my life but also my brothers because I know for a fact that you would come to claim him wouldn't you?"
"You have no right to talk to me like that. You're no higher than the hookers that walk the streets."
Satiana stood up ignoring her wrist. "And you're just like a pimp. You're job is to sell to the people you put down 'grandfather' so look who's calling the kettle black baka (stupid). He tried to hit her but she blocked. She watched warily as he smiled at her.
"Good. I missed your spirit little one. When we get back you will be tested by those under me and if you are as you were you will pass."
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Abre lay in the bed with her brother and didn't move. She stared up at him wondering when he would wake and give her the hug she desperately needed. Jessie watched from across the room and it was as close as anyone could get to her without her screaming.
"Abre…" the little girl looked up her small eyes clouded in a pain that was all together new to her. Jessie smiled as she acknowledged him and almost cried when she held her hands up asking to be held.
"Where's Sati? I want my sister." She held on to Jessie, her lifeline, and cried. Her tears soaked the front of his shirt until she fell asleep and then he put her back down next to her brother. The question she asked running through his head as he walked out of small compartment in the back of the plane. His eyes landed on the team, the family that had taken them in.
"How are they?" Dom didn't even look up. His head was buried deeply in his hands but Jessie knew who he was talking to.
"Abrealla needs Sati and Eric needs a steady bed but he's not complaining."
"Good." That finalized the talking and Jessie sat away from all of them. He trusted only the man who had talked to him and even then the trust was based on Satiana's love for him. Mia was on his shit list. Vince was an ass but he'd saved his family and Jessie was grateful he just didn't know how to show it. Leon was working like a new hacker trying to break into the F.B.I files to look for Brian. And Brian, his eyes rested on him and he noticed that he was not the only one staring at people.
Brian looked like he was dissecting each of them. Jessie knew that look and all he needed was proof. But now, when they were in the air over an ocean, it really didn't seem important what he was because where they were going would change them all. L.A. was a good place to race but Shanghai, in collaboration with the Japanese, was the underground street-racing capital of the world. Jessie shuddered as he remembered the last time he'd been there. Satiana's father had taken them to see the sights and that's when they found out that if you lose a race you die. He looked at his bag self-consciously and patted it lovingly. He had the technology to make a car like Satan he just needed Satiana's help.
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There that ought to hold you over I'll write more tomorrow.
