Chapter 15.
. 2.56pm .
As the remaining members of Sway's crew headed for their next boost; across town Sphinx, Donny, Kip and Freb pulled up into a high school parking lot. There were no people around at the moment, but they all knew that in about 4 minutes time the concrete would be bustling with over excited high school kids on their way home.
The four of them had arrived at their address to find the driveway empty and after an amount of concerned-relative acting from Donny; they had discovered via the neighbors that the owner of the car would be in school until 3.00pm.
Kip slid the van into park and cut the engine.
"What the hell kind of high school kid has a Mazda MX-5 for a car? Seriously!" He exclaimed "I had a beat up old piece o' shit that barely even moved." He shook his head.
"I don't know," Donny said passing Sphinx a tool kit, but I'm not really sure if I want to find out either, so can we just do this please. Sphinx?"
Sphinx nodded, dropped down out of the SUV, and stalked across the lot to the tiny black sports car.
"Hardly what you'd call inconstituous is he?" Snorted Freb.
"No, an not only because the word is inconspicuous." Kip laughed and the color in Freb's cheeks upped a couple of notches.
Sphinx reached the Mazda and looked around quickly. No one in sight. He looked down and wrinkled his nose. Pile of crap plastic car. This was not a real automobile; it was a matchbox-car with a gas pedal. Sphinx liked his cars big, classic and stylish.
He expertly assessed the locking system and raised an eyebrow. This was going to be easier than he had anticipated; dumb ass high school kid forgot to lock up.
He stepped forward and pulled the door open, cramming his huge frame behind the wheel of the tiny car. He pulled a screwdriver from his coat pocket and stripped the panel from the steering column, after a brief scan he pushed a Gizmo into the ignition and with a quick flick of his wrist the car caught and rumbled to life. He backed out of the parking space and pulled off out of the school gates followed shortly after by the black SUV.
Kip pushed the talk button on his receiver.
"10 seconds Wayland! He beat you girl."
"Yeah, but only because his car wasn't locked up." Donny cut in "Don't worry Sway, that one didn't count, you're still at the top of the score board!"
Sway sat down on the desk at Otto's "Always have been, always will be." She sighed matter-of-factly into her walkie-talkie
"Very sure of your self aren't you Miss Wayland." Memphis's voice floated across the airwaves from the other van.
"Only because its true my dear," she chuckled "You guys don't hold shit on me."
"Want a bet?" Asked Memphis.
"Funny," Sway replied sarcastically "now I'm confused as to what we've been doing all along!"
"Ha ha." He scoffed "Okay, how about this. I will bet you the boost of the F40 that I can beat your time."
"You are kidding right!"
"Aaaaw. Is the little girl scared?" Memphis taunted.
"Uh Oh." Mirror man cut in "You dead now dude, that girls gonna kill you!"
Rachel picked up her receiver "Sway. You better do this girl, don't let the side down."
"I don't intend to." She answered, "You're on Memphis Raines, and you better watch your back sweetheart! You 'little girl' me and you live to regret it!"
"Is that a promise?" Memphis asked suggestively.
***
Sphinx pulled the Mazda up to door of Otto's garage. As soon as he had exited it, it was picked up by a runner and driven back off to the waiting warehouse, which now contained a single lone Lamborghini, courtesy of Sway.
"Liana's home." Otto spoke into the receiver whilst crossing out the car on the list. "Easy one I hear Sphinx."
Sphinx shrugged, a gesture that told Otto "they all are".
Sway pulled on her jacket and tossed Sphinx a set of keys. "You ready?"
He nodded.
"Then lets ride. Otto, boost sheet please."
Otto handed the young woman a piece of paper with an address and a single female name printed upon it. Melissa. Sway knew it well, an Aston Martin Vanquish. She pushed the paper through a shredder; the address memorized, and looked up at Sphinx.
"Thish one's mine Mishter Bond."
She wiggled her eyebrows at him and they left the garage and climbed into an old Honda accord - a dumping car. Sphinx would drop Sway off at the Aston boost and take the Honda off to the next alone, where he would then dump the now traceless car and drive back in his boost. A simple system that had worked for the crew for years.
Otto watched them go, a mixed expression on his face. He was getting too old for this and the fact that Sway was so obviously enjoying this so much caused conflicting emotions within him. He was happy that she was coping, but it was a bit too much like old times. A twinge in his chest made him gasp and cough briefly.
"Definitely too old for this." He muttered to himself.
***
.3.07PM.
Memphis crept up alongside the 1999 Mercedes Benz SL, a hungry grin on his face. This was the first time he had done this in along time, and as he stood there besides the gleaming master piece he couldn't help thinking that it far too long in his opinion.
He slipped a Slim Jim down the door panel and knelt down in front of the front headlamp, working quickly he removed the bulb, and stretching out so that he had one hand on the Slim Jim, sparked the bulb wires with a screw driver, at the same time pulling up sharply on the Jim.
A soft pop escaped from the door panel and he pulled on the handle, giving the alarm only the change to beep once before he had his arm under the hood and snipped the wires.
As he pulled her out of the multi rise car tower he picked up his receiver.
"Martina on her way. How'd I do guys?" He asked Mirror man, Tumbler and Rachel, who had been watching from a reasonable distance in the SUV.
"42 seconds." Tumbler replied "Sorry man."
Memphis heard Sway laugh softly, triumphantly.
"Don't get too cocky Wayland! There's still time!"
"Yeah and good job there's lots of it the way you're going!" She remarked.
"Oooh! You're gonna get it for that one girl!"
"Now now children" Rachel cut in. "Calm down."
Sway and Sphinx drove up to the Aston Martin and she hopped out of the Honda and crept over to the beautiful English rose before her. A small smile tugged at the corner of her lips as she crouched down by the door and pulled tools from her jacket pocket. The gleaming silver car was possibly one of the sexiest things she had ever seen in her life, and now it was no longer about wanting to beat Memphis, it was about getting behind that wheel as soon as possible.
"License to kill my dear." Muttered Sphinx under his breath.
*** End Chapter 15 ***
AUTHORS NOTE - Now here comes the fun part! I have always had a plan for this fiction, which would only work if it picked up interest and got some reviews. As a reward for reading chapter after chapter, I want your input for the next few. The next time you review, be sure include a car that you would like one of the crew to boost and your name to go with it (or your girlfriends if you're a guy!) and I will name the car after you and put her in the fiction! So come on then! Get thinking and a little piece of you will stay forever in the wonder that is Gone in 60 Seconds! (Oh and Amy, quick note - ballerina in Docs and leather pants. Guess who, lol)
. 2.56pm .
As the remaining members of Sway's crew headed for their next boost; across town Sphinx, Donny, Kip and Freb pulled up into a high school parking lot. There were no people around at the moment, but they all knew that in about 4 minutes time the concrete would be bustling with over excited high school kids on their way home.
The four of them had arrived at their address to find the driveway empty and after an amount of concerned-relative acting from Donny; they had discovered via the neighbors that the owner of the car would be in school until 3.00pm.
Kip slid the van into park and cut the engine.
"What the hell kind of high school kid has a Mazda MX-5 for a car? Seriously!" He exclaimed "I had a beat up old piece o' shit that barely even moved." He shook his head.
"I don't know," Donny said passing Sphinx a tool kit, but I'm not really sure if I want to find out either, so can we just do this please. Sphinx?"
Sphinx nodded, dropped down out of the SUV, and stalked across the lot to the tiny black sports car.
"Hardly what you'd call inconstituous is he?" Snorted Freb.
"No, an not only because the word is inconspicuous." Kip laughed and the color in Freb's cheeks upped a couple of notches.
Sphinx reached the Mazda and looked around quickly. No one in sight. He looked down and wrinkled his nose. Pile of crap plastic car. This was not a real automobile; it was a matchbox-car with a gas pedal. Sphinx liked his cars big, classic and stylish.
He expertly assessed the locking system and raised an eyebrow. This was going to be easier than he had anticipated; dumb ass high school kid forgot to lock up.
He stepped forward and pulled the door open, cramming his huge frame behind the wheel of the tiny car. He pulled a screwdriver from his coat pocket and stripped the panel from the steering column, after a brief scan he pushed a Gizmo into the ignition and with a quick flick of his wrist the car caught and rumbled to life. He backed out of the parking space and pulled off out of the school gates followed shortly after by the black SUV.
Kip pushed the talk button on his receiver.
"10 seconds Wayland! He beat you girl."
"Yeah, but only because his car wasn't locked up." Donny cut in "Don't worry Sway, that one didn't count, you're still at the top of the score board!"
Sway sat down on the desk at Otto's "Always have been, always will be." She sighed matter-of-factly into her walkie-talkie
"Very sure of your self aren't you Miss Wayland." Memphis's voice floated across the airwaves from the other van.
"Only because its true my dear," she chuckled "You guys don't hold shit on me."
"Want a bet?" Asked Memphis.
"Funny," Sway replied sarcastically "now I'm confused as to what we've been doing all along!"
"Ha ha." He scoffed "Okay, how about this. I will bet you the boost of the F40 that I can beat your time."
"You are kidding right!"
"Aaaaw. Is the little girl scared?" Memphis taunted.
"Uh Oh." Mirror man cut in "You dead now dude, that girls gonna kill you!"
Rachel picked up her receiver "Sway. You better do this girl, don't let the side down."
"I don't intend to." She answered, "You're on Memphis Raines, and you better watch your back sweetheart! You 'little girl' me and you live to regret it!"
"Is that a promise?" Memphis asked suggestively.
***
Sphinx pulled the Mazda up to door of Otto's garage. As soon as he had exited it, it was picked up by a runner and driven back off to the waiting warehouse, which now contained a single lone Lamborghini, courtesy of Sway.
"Liana's home." Otto spoke into the receiver whilst crossing out the car on the list. "Easy one I hear Sphinx."
Sphinx shrugged, a gesture that told Otto "they all are".
Sway pulled on her jacket and tossed Sphinx a set of keys. "You ready?"
He nodded.
"Then lets ride. Otto, boost sheet please."
Otto handed the young woman a piece of paper with an address and a single female name printed upon it. Melissa. Sway knew it well, an Aston Martin Vanquish. She pushed the paper through a shredder; the address memorized, and looked up at Sphinx.
"Thish one's mine Mishter Bond."
She wiggled her eyebrows at him and they left the garage and climbed into an old Honda accord - a dumping car. Sphinx would drop Sway off at the Aston boost and take the Honda off to the next alone, where he would then dump the now traceless car and drive back in his boost. A simple system that had worked for the crew for years.
Otto watched them go, a mixed expression on his face. He was getting too old for this and the fact that Sway was so obviously enjoying this so much caused conflicting emotions within him. He was happy that she was coping, but it was a bit too much like old times. A twinge in his chest made him gasp and cough briefly.
"Definitely too old for this." He muttered to himself.
***
.3.07PM.
Memphis crept up alongside the 1999 Mercedes Benz SL, a hungry grin on his face. This was the first time he had done this in along time, and as he stood there besides the gleaming master piece he couldn't help thinking that it far too long in his opinion.
He slipped a Slim Jim down the door panel and knelt down in front of the front headlamp, working quickly he removed the bulb, and stretching out so that he had one hand on the Slim Jim, sparked the bulb wires with a screw driver, at the same time pulling up sharply on the Jim.
A soft pop escaped from the door panel and he pulled on the handle, giving the alarm only the change to beep once before he had his arm under the hood and snipped the wires.
As he pulled her out of the multi rise car tower he picked up his receiver.
"Martina on her way. How'd I do guys?" He asked Mirror man, Tumbler and Rachel, who had been watching from a reasonable distance in the SUV.
"42 seconds." Tumbler replied "Sorry man."
Memphis heard Sway laugh softly, triumphantly.
"Don't get too cocky Wayland! There's still time!"
"Yeah and good job there's lots of it the way you're going!" She remarked.
"Oooh! You're gonna get it for that one girl!"
"Now now children" Rachel cut in. "Calm down."
Sway and Sphinx drove up to the Aston Martin and she hopped out of the Honda and crept over to the beautiful English rose before her. A small smile tugged at the corner of her lips as she crouched down by the door and pulled tools from her jacket pocket. The gleaming silver car was possibly one of the sexiest things she had ever seen in her life, and now it was no longer about wanting to beat Memphis, it was about getting behind that wheel as soon as possible.
"License to kill my dear." Muttered Sphinx under his breath.
*** End Chapter 15 ***
AUTHORS NOTE - Now here comes the fun part! I have always had a plan for this fiction, which would only work if it picked up interest and got some reviews. As a reward for reading chapter after chapter, I want your input for the next few. The next time you review, be sure include a car that you would like one of the crew to boost and your name to go with it (or your girlfriends if you're a guy!) and I will name the car after you and put her in the fiction! So come on then! Get thinking and a little piece of you will stay forever in the wonder that is Gone in 60 Seconds! (Oh and Amy, quick note - ballerina in Docs and leather pants. Guess who, lol)