Chapter 84 – Figured you out.
When Torrie woke the next day the pounding in her head lead her to believe she did not fall asleep the night before due to being tired. She rolled over to let Dom have it for whatever he'd slipped her in the form of the little white pill but he was already long gone.
With a groan she tossed her legs over the side of the bed and threw the covers back at the same time. She stood on slightly shaky legs and headed to her dresser. Pulling on the first pair of shorts and the first tank top she found she headed out of the bedroom and down the stairs.
She found the house empty, all the team off to parts unknown except for her. With a sigh she headed into the kitchen and got a glass of orange juice and popped a bagel into the toaster, knowing if she didn't eat she'd catch hell from Dom when he found out.
"Bout time you got up."
Torrie jumped at the sound and spun around to find Vince leaning insolently against the jam of the door between the kitchen and the downstairs.
"Jesus Vince you scared the life out of me." Torrie said and frowned. "What are you doing home anyway?"
"I told Dominic off over breakfast and he told me to stay home so he didn't feel the need to kill me." Vince answered.
"I see." Torrie replied and laughed at Vince in his misfortune.
"Yeah. Can't have him beaten on me now can we?"
"Can't mess up that pretty face." Torrie giggled. Vince advanced on her.
She started to back up. She didn't like the look on his face one bit.
"Take it back." Vince growled.
"Take what back?" Torrie asked in confusion.
"I am not pretty. Men are not pretty."
Torrie got an evil look on her face. "Well, you are so you coulda fooled me." She started to back up faster.
"I'm gonna make you take it back." Vince advanced then pounced. Torrie squealed then ran. Vince chased her around the kitchen island a few times. On their third lap the kitchen window exploded, glass flying everywhere.
Torrie and Vince pulled up in shock and looked at each other.
"What the hell happened?" Torrie asked rhetorically as she turned to look at the window.
"I don't know." Vince answered honestly and looked around the kitchen. He saw the half brick lying on the floor and stooped to pick it up. It had a piece of paper tied to it with an elastic. He picked it up and took the note off.
"Well, what's it say?" Torrie asked impatiently.
"Nothin." Vince mumbled, wanting to keep it from her.
"Bullshit. What does it say Vince?" Torrie demanded.
Vince sighed, clearly not wanting to tell her. She snatched the note out of his hands before he could protest and read it out loud.
Watch your back bitch. You have not been forgotten. You are still in our way.
Torrie let the note flutter out of her fingers onto the ground and sat down hard onto a chair. "I thought he was gone. I thought he stayed in New York."
"I didn't want you to read it." Vince sighed as he walked over to crouch in front of Torrie. "It's gonna be ok."
"How can you say that Vince? There is someone out to kill me."
"You don't know that." Vince tried to reassure Torrie, then cringed at how stupid it sounded even to him. The note had pretty much told her that someone was after her.
"Oh my god. The car accident was no accident. He followed me home from New York and he thought I'd be driving that car. He didn't know Dom would be home. He wants me dead. Dom tried to convince me it was an accident but it wasn't. It was supposed to be me in the 8 last night and he's upset he didn't succeed."
"We're gonna catch him Torr. Don't worry." Vince didn't see the point in trying to keep it from her any further. She'd figured it out.
"They might be after my dad too. I have to go warn him Vince!" Torrie stood up and half ran for the front door.
"Hold up! Torrie, hold up! I'll go with you."
"I need to do this Vince." Torrie retorted as she snatched up her keys.
"Yeah, and the last thing this guy is gonna expect is for you to take my car. He's gonna expect you to go running out to your own and take off in it hysterical. Which is exactly why we are going to calmly drive to The Edge in my car." Vince picked up his keys.
"Alright, let's go." Torrie conceded and they left for the store.
They got into Vince's car and headed down the Racer's Edge together. Vince couldn't stop himself from looking over his shoulder as he drove. He really did hope that anyone who had been planning bad things for Torrie had rigged her own car but there was always the chance the man had seen it coming they'd take his and had messed with it.
Ken growled. The bitch hadn't taken her own car. He hadn't seen it coming that she'd let the big dumb Neanderthal drive her around. He'd rigged her car to blow when the ignition key was turned. He hadn't thought to do anything to the azure car that had been sitting beside the black sapphire beast his target seemed to love so much.
His deadline for doing away with the girl was long over and he was now eating into the time he'd been given to do away with the father too. He was starting to worry he wouldn't have enough time take care of them both by the deadline his boss had set down. He had a few more tricks up his sleeve but his chances of having father and daughter die in 'accidences' were fast dieing out. He had to pull something, something that would work. He just had to think of what.
Torrie tore into The Racer's Edge and didn't stop for any of the staff's cheerful hellos. She grabbed her father and drug him into his office and slammed the door, leaving Vince sitting in the main show room of the store.
"What's up Torrie? What's wrong?" Harry asked in concern.
Torrie threw herself into a chair and looked at her father. "Someone is trying to kill me."