Chapter 17: Hot Pursuit
It had been a week since Trevor and Stephanie had destroyed The Lost MC Clubhouse, Trevor, Franklin, and Michael had been busy during that time. Franklin told Steph about an armored truck full of government funds that the three had to rob from the IAA, Michael had met Devon Weston who tasked Michael with finding five high valued cars. Stephanie got dressed up in her very short blue jean shorts, cowboy boots, and black tank, she walked outside where Franklin had pulled up on his motorcycle. Stephanie sat behind him and held on, Franklin rode down the street. "So who is this guy?" Stephanie asked Franklin. "Some billionaire investor, he wants me to boost some rides." Franklin replied. "He better pay, I'm tired of this chump change." Stephanie told Franklin. Franklin kept riding down the road and pulled into a construction site, there was an older man there with a woman along with two bodyguards. The man was Devon Weston, the woman was his lawyer Molly Schultz.
Franklin parked his bike and got off, Stephanie did as well. "Hey man." Franklin told Devon. "Hey, homie." Devon replied mockingly. "What am I doing here man?" Franklin asked Devon. "You're requisitioning five top quality cars from some people I know and dislike intensely, so I can sell them to my contacts in China who will value them much more." Devon replied. "What?" Franklin asked loudly. "Robbing my so called friends slick." Devon simply replied. "Why?" Franklin asked. "Because they can afford it, because they don't appreciate them, because I'm rich enough to do whatever the fuck I want, and you're poor enough not to ask any stupid god damn questions." Devon replied. "That's a very good speech on friendship." Trevor's voice said as he approached the group. "Ah yes, you must be the creepy one." Devon said in a WASPY manner. "That's coming from you, please." Trevor replied. "Why, hello." Trevor said seductively to Molly. "So what exactly is the plan?" Franklin asked. "There's five top quality cars that you're going to take, we can get a good price for them in Asia. Two of the owners like to hang out on the Senora Freeway, Clinton you're going to provoke them to race you. Philips, you and De Santa will dress as traffic cops and pull the cars over. You take the cars and call me." Molly told them.
Michael pulled up and got out of his car, he walked over to the group. "You're late sugartits." Trevor told Michael. "Yeah, whatever. What's going on?" Michael asked. "You're going to recognize your childhood dream and dress up as a cop." Trevor replied. "Call me when you have the cars." Molly instructed them. The bodyguard opened the back door and Molly got in the car, Devon stood there with the group. "Alright, we'll get going, see you on the freeway." Michael told Franklin. "You, you got precious cargo. Be careful driving with the little lady," Trevor told Franklin. "Yeah man, whatever." Franklin replied. Trevor and Michael left, Franklin looked at Devon. "Man I don't know if this is for me." Franklin told Devon. "This is a golden opportunity, many would kill for this chance. Now are you going to follow through? Or have you simply found your level in life?" Devon asked walking to his car. "I guess we'll find out." Franklin replied. "Yeah, I guess we will, homie." Devon said sarcastically before getting in his car.
Franklin and Steph got in the red sports car that was parked there, he started it up and drove down the street. "Trevor's really starting to creep me out, first he hits on me, now he's doing an overprotective thing. I'm gonna flat tell him that me and him will never happen." Stephanie told Franklin. "He's a creepy cat, I'd say something but he's loco. Let's hold off and see if he'll make a move, I think this lawyer chick will have him distracted." Franklin replied. They drove out of the city on the Eastern Highway, they reached the Senora Freeway when Franklin's phone rang. "Yeah?" He asked into the phone. "Hey kid, we're ready waiting on you." Michael told Franklin. "Alright man, I'm almost there." Franklin replied. "Okay, get them to Grapeseed, we'll pick em up there. And get em going at speed." Michael instructed Franklin. "Eh man, it's done." Franklin replied before hanging up the phone. "Michael?" Steph asked. "Yeah, dudes are meant to be at a gas station up the road here. We're gonna race em and get em to drive through Grapeseed where Mike and T are gonna pull em over." Franklin explained to her.
Franklin found the gas station, he pulled off the freeway and pulled up to the gas pumps. "2.7 mililiters." One told the other. "Who the fuck does 2.7?" The other one asked in response. Franklin got out of the car, he faced the rich kids. "Let's see which one of you two is for real, get in your cars and see if they move as fast as your mouths." Franklin told them doing a talking motion with his right hand. "I think the fool wants to race us." One of the rich kids said. "We were just getting out of here anyway." The other one added in. They all got in their cars and sped down the road, they pulled onto the freeway and floored it. "Let's try to beat them, I wanna win." Steph told Franklin excitingly. "Nah babe, we're,not really racing. It's just a diversion." Franklin replied. He stayed behind the cars, one of them went to the opposite lane and drove. Franklin kept up with the other car, he followed it between two big rigs that were side by side. Stephanie was excited about the race, she started rubbing herself getting all hot about the speed they were going.
Franklin was near Grapeseed, he stayed on the cars as they raced. They approached Grapeseed and Franklin grabbed his phone, he dialed Michael and put the phone on speaker. "Hey man, we're coming up." Franklin told him. Franklin hung up the phone and kept driving, they passed Michael and Trevor who were in cop outfits and on motorcycles. The motorcycles come up behind the three racers, they stayed on them despite being a good distance away from them. One of the cars went back on the opposite lane, Trevor crossed over and followed him. Michael stayed on the right lane and tailed the race car, Franklin was maintaining his speed and handling. Stephanie was still rubbing herself, she was close to orgasm thinking about the possibilities of a wreck. "Babe, what the hell?" Franklin asked. "Just..(gasp)…keep….(moan)…..driving." Stephanie told him. She came screaming as she did so, she took her hand out of her shorts and cleaned it off with a napkin. Franklin was a little turned on, but he knew it was the wrong time for masturbation, he glanced at Steph. "You haven't been right for the past week babe, we need to talk after this." Franklin told her.
They drove through Paleto Bay, the town's traffic slowed them down a little giving Michael and Trevor some ground. They continued racing on the freeway, Michael and Trevor got right up on them. "You had your fun, now come to a stop on the bridge." Trevor said through the loudspeaker. The cars all pulled up on the bridge, Trevor and Michael pulled up and parked. They got off the motorcycle and headed towards the car, Trevor looked in on Franklin and Stephanie. "Whoa, stay in the car homeboy and hick girl, we'll deal with you later." Trevor told them. "Yeah, fuck you too." Franklin replied. Trevor and Michael reached the cars, Trevor looked in the window. "Do you know how fast you were going?" Trevor asked. "Gee, I don't know, officer. I try to keep it under the limit." The rich kid replied. "Well, it looks like you boys were drag racing from what I saw. Step out of the car." Trevor told him. "Officer." He said. "Officer." Trevor mocked. "Is this really necessary?" He asked Trevor. "Yes it is now turn around." Trevor replied as the rich got out of the car and stood up. "Get out of the car!" Michael yelled at the other rich kid throwing his license away. Trevor started frisking the rich kid fondling his privates. "Whoa, hey. What the fuck?" The kid asked turning around. "Relax, we gotta be sure." Trevor replied. "Get the fuck outta the car you pint sized prick!" Michael yelled. Michael opened the door and pulled the kid out, Trevor grabbed the other rich kid and threw him to the ground. "You get the fuck outta here!" Trevor yelled.
The three cars drove on down the road, Franklin followed behind Michael and Trevor. "Devon's lonely lawyer said to bring them to Haye's Auto in south LS." Trevor told them. "Eh man, I'm tired of this slow ass driving with these fools, let's have a real race." Franklin told Michael and Trevor. "I vote we indulge his childish need to play, after all it's his head on the chopping block if they get scratched." Trevor replied. The three cars started racing, Franklin immediately overtook the other cars. "See you there." Franklin said in a cocky tone. "Hey Franklin, didn't I tell you that this guy would bring you places?" Michael asked Franklin, "It seems like I come full circle to me." Franklin replied. "Ah, come on." Michael said. "Nah, I mean it. Before I met you I was boosting rides and racing them, thanks homie. After all we been through you got me right back where I started." Franklin told Michael. Michael just laughed, Franklin stayed in the lead with a turned on Stephanie in his passenger seat. "Franklin, this guy's nothing like anyone you met before. I seen his house." Michael told Franklin. "Oh, so he to is what you was to me? I see your house, I think this dude can take me places." Franklin asked. "Well, yeah." Michael replied.
They had reached Vespucci Beach, Franklin was still on the freeway. They drove through the tunnel on the Western Highway, Franklin had made it to the inner city. "Hey Mike what's your angle?" Trevor asked Michael, "You mean how am I gonna beat your ass in this race? Don't worry I'm still working on that." Michael replied. "No, I mean is it the smell of green or what? Why are you in on this?" Trevor asked, "I'm doing this for Franklin, helping him with the opportunity he's been given." Michael replied. "If it's about the girl, I saw her first." Trevor told Michael. "Don't get creepy." Michael replied. "No sexual harassment in the workplace T, not on my watch." Franklin told Trevor. "Seriously you two, back off her." Trevor told them. "I'm spoken for dog." Franklin replied. "I know, and you better not cheat on her or I'll cut your dick off and feed it to you." Trevor threatened. "Trevor, calm the fuck down." Stephanie told Trevor. They kept driving through south LS, Franklin pulled into the garage with Trevor in 2nd and Michael 3rd.
They got out of the cars where Devon Weston was waiting, he looked at the four then at the cars. "Nice, hey all of you." Devon said pulling their left hands out. "Give me five, five, five, and five." Devon said running across them slapping the palms of their left hand with his. "Whatever man, just give me the money." Franklin told Devon. "You'll get your money slick, don't worry. But I'm a payment upon completion kind of guy, the order was for five cars if I'm not mistaken that's only two." Devon replied. "Just give me the fucking money now!" Trevor yelled confronting Devon. "Ohh, I'm so scared. But you know what I run things here, if you don't like it, take a fucking walk." Devon replied. Trevor stewed silently at Devon's attitude, in his mind he vowed to kill that motherfucker when this job was done. "The next car is the Z Type, we got a pilot and helicopter from the LSPD to help." Molly told them. "What do we gotta do?" Michael asked. "You're not needed for this job." Molly told Michael. "Philips, you're in the chopper, Clinton, you're on the ground. Owner's name is Chad Mulligan, the chopper has got a scanner that can read your ID through a chip in the driver's license." Molly informed them. "Gotta go gentleman, bye bye, and stay spiritual." Devon told them. "Oh, Michael. I'll be in touch about our friend Solomon Richards." Devon told Michael before getting in the car with Molly. Michael and Trevor got changed, Franklin and Steph left, Trevor left soon after leaving Michael alone at the garage.