"Why are you calling me? What do you want?" I demand again.
"Letty, Dom's in hot water. He's going to caught on day or another, but I can get him a pared with your help. All-"
"Look Brian, I don't want to hear it okay?! I'm hanging up goodbye."
"Wait. They're going to send Hobbs after him Letty. You have to listen to me. Hobbs'll-" he tries to finish but I cut him off again. "Hobbs'll what?! Shoot us?! You know what Brian I don't have time for this, for you. I don't have to hear anything you have to say you're a lier. You destroyed my family and then you think you have the right to call me and offering me a deal?! Let me make this very clear to you. I don't want your help. Dom doesn't want your help. So don't call me again. You got that?" I tell him angrily and I hear the line goes silent.
"If your not going to help us with the pardon then stay away from Dom, Letty. He doesn't need to be getting you into any trouble. The cops just raided one of his garages. You don't want any part in this." He tells me and with his words anger rages with in me. "You know what Brian, you're wrong. I want every part of this and I wont just leave Dom because you tell me too! You don't run me!" I yell at him and then slam the phone shut. I bareyed my head in my arms and left it there.
After a few moments of sitting there I pick my head up and stare off into the horizon. Then feeling a hand on my shoulder I turn around to see who it is. "Hey Dom." I say flatly as I turn my attention back to the horizon. "Hey" he says returning my greeting and sitting next to me. "I saw what you did for that woman. That was very brave. Are you okay?" He asks concerned.
"Dom I jumped off of the hood of your car onto a gasoline truck this morning. That was brave. Putting someone in there place is my job. I didn't do anything you wouldn't have done." I reply.
"True but Let, you're half my size and you're still not afraid to take on the world. That makes you pretty special..or crazy." he tells me with a smirk. "It was very brave of you to stand up for that woman, Letty."
"Well it was the least I could do. You know I grew up here, gasoline was important but it was never like this. Like I said on the truck this stuff is liquid gold down here. " I take a deep breath before I continue. "It's sad to think how much people take for grant. Here in Dominican Republic having a roof over your head, food in the pantry, a working truck, and gas to put in it practically makes you rich. Then back in America the majority of people feel like they're entitled to all that stuff, that it will just come to them well they're sitting on they're asses. What ever happened to working with your hands. A good days pay for a hard days work?" I finish my rant and look at him. "I don't want to see this place go to hell, Dom."
"I know babe. It won't, the people will get back on they're feet. Is that all that's bothering you?" He ask slight slightly concerned with my anger and I take a quick glance at my phone.
"I..yeah..yeah that was it." I reply with a fake smile but I can tell that he sees right through my mask. Even though he knows something up he doesn't push the subject. "I hear Reo's nice this time of year. Something tells me might want to get out of here before the cops come down on us." I say changing the subject and Dom nods. "Yeah Han and I were just talking about that. The cops just raided one of our garages."
"Yeah, I know."
"Wait. What do you mean you know?" He looks at me shocked and all I can think is 'Oh great, I forgot I wasn't suppose to know that.' "Well I..uhm.." I try to come up with a lie but nothing comes to me so I decide to tell the truth. "Brian called me."