Loreto Residence, Camden Beach

"Ugh finally I can relax" Elizabeth said as she finished tending to her garden in the backyard. Not even pregnancy could stop her from gardening. Elizabeth heard a door close inside.

"Guess Lea's back" she said assuming it was her sister.

As Elizabeth made her way to the living room she stood shocked as 2 men in all black stood in front of her blocking the door.

"Who the hell are you?" she asked.

"You must be the wife of Paul Loreto" one of them said.

Elizabeth tried to frantically dial Paul's number but one of the men pulled out a gun.

"Ah Ah Ah, not so fast" the goon said aiming his gun at her. "Sit on the couch and don't talk or scream.

"Oh..ok just don't shoot" Elizabeth sat down trying to keep her composure.

The goon motioned to his partner who pulled out a cellphone and dialed Paul's number. After a few rings he answered.

"Hello?, who's this"

"Is this Paul Loreto?" the goon asked

"Yeah, who's this?

"I can't tell you that, but what I can tell you is I know where you live, and that your woman is home alone"

"Listen asshole, I don't know who this is but you better quit fucking around" Paul said angrily.

The goon laughed and replied

"I would watch your tone Mr. Loreto you have a nice house and lady it'd be ashamed if something happened to them.

Paul felt his stomach turn a little at the thought of something happening to Elizabeth.

"What the hell do you want?" Paul said

"My employer wants you and your associates to stop interfering with work"

"Your "employer" is a fucking terrorist" Paul said.

"Call him what you want but just know of you don't back off I'll be back for your wife..goodbye Mr. Loreto" the goon hung up and turned his attention to Elizabeth"

"We'll take our leave now" the goon said as he and his partner left, shutting the door behind them.

Paul called Elizabeth and instructed her to gather some of her things and go to her sister Lea's house.

Rockport Valley Airport 1:30 PM

MacDougall and his team arrived in Rockport where they were picked up by a CIA contact and taken to a safehouse, an old garage on the Camden Boardwalk where their vehicles were stored. Paul walked around the garage before turning to MacDougall and Monique.

"This garage was used by Xavier Johnson, a notorious street racer from Palmont City. Guy raced and took down the Blacklist, an elite group of street racers last year"

"I think I remember hearing about him, he also goes by the street name "Cash". If I'm not mistaken he got the head of the RPD's street racing unit fired" Monique said.

"Yep, Sergeant Jonathan Cross, RPD had no choice but to fire him to save face. Cross moved out west and became a bounty hunter. The guy became obsessed with finding Cash" Paul added.

Eventually Drake and Ventura arrived in an all black Honda S2000. Ventura exited the driver seat and tossed the keys to Monique.

"Here's your new ride, has the same specs and equipment as your old one" he said.

"Merci (Thank you)" Monique said.

"So Kandinsky and his crew made a grand entrance earlier and took out a bunch of cops and caused a lot of damage" Drake explained.

"The son of a bitch threatened my fiancè, I told her to stay at her sisters for til this blows over, god I wanna smash the asshole's head in" Paul said to Drake.

"Yeah, dont worry we have our guys watching them" Drake assured before motioning to Ventura who then pulled out Yakov's file from his bag. From the information the FBI sent us Yakov operates out of a chop shop in Rosewood.

"Interesting, I wonder if that group of notorious street racers Cross busted last year got any cars from him" Paul said.

"Not exactly, well not directly that is. Yakov has the cars stolen, then uses his chop shop to modify and sell them through his dealerships" Paul showed the opratives several photos of stripped down cars. "From what the FBI gathered he might modifiy and build weaponized vehicles like the EOA"

MacDougall stood up.

"Say no more sir, where is this chop shop located?" MacDougall asked

"It's in an old flea market, from what RPD said it was another safehouse used by Cash" Drake answered. "Now MacDougall you should know that the area is located in the middle of the town so you and your team need to watch your fire"

"We crash it at night then, how does 7 sound?"

"Sounds like like a plan, less people out" Drake said. "One more thing, Yakov might be there. So the FBI will be backing you up.

"Fine by me, just tell em to stay out my way"

MacDougall sat down in the seat of his car and reclined the seat back.

"Gonna rest for a while " MacDougall announced to the rest of the team"

Monique decided to hop in and test her new ride throughout Camden Beach. Just as she stopped at a red light a black and red GTO driven by a man with a shaved head pulled up beside her. The driver rolled his window down and looked at her.

"Yo, You look like someone that races, how about a quick spin around the area?" He asked in a deep voice.

Monique thought for a second and agreed, no one has to know she thought. She shifted first and used her nos to create a distance between herself and the racer. As she made a right turn the GTO shot ahead.

"Damn, how did he do that?" Monique cursed.

Monique caught up to the GTO drafting and using her nos to slingshot ahead of the racer. Monique used her nos again to maintain her lead and win the race. The racer pulled up beside her to congratulate her.

"Nice run miss, name's Rog I run Rockport's street racing scene"

"I'm Monique, new in town thanks for the race" she said.

Monqiue and Rog parted ways and returned to the safehouse.