Victor and Exell were sitting in the main office, boasting about the scene they had created. "Did you see the chaos Exell? Now that is what I call good television." He drank a shot of bourbon: "Yes, now we have your cat caught in a corner. She can't even be outside without the local police hounding her. But that Smith is a good driver, he didn't tell me about that side of him."
Ross looked toward the door: "Yes? Who is it?" Roy walked in: "Its just me boss. I was wondering about the warrant for Rally. What evidence does the Chicago PD have? Do you think that they may have mistaken her for someone else?" Victor shrugged: "What do you want me to say, that someone framed her or something? The Chicago PD have the most accurate criminal identification system in the U.S. Besides, after the ruckus she caused in town earlier, there's no way that they're going to leave her alone now."
Seeing that he wasn't getting anywhere, Roy decided that was enough for now: "Sorry to have bothered you then. I hope you have a good day sir." He said as he left the room. Exell made sure he left the room: "He sure is getting nosy. Should I take care of him?" Victor nodded: "Yes. But make it seem like it was Rally's doing. As long as she is still living, I want her life to be HELL!"
Exell grinned: "I just love modern technology. Nowadays, you can change your identity to anyone if you have the connections." he said sarcastically as he put on gloves with finger prints that matched those of Rally's. Roy picked up the phone and called the main office of the FBI: "Hello? This Roy Bratier of the ATF Chicago branch. I need help from the FBI to investigate the Chicago PD and the new head of the ATF. I believe there is a huge corruption ring."
It took a few minutes, but the operator replied: "I apologize, but I was just told by authorities not to send any agents or reinforcements. Recourses are tied up in another investigation." "But, what could be more important than this?" Roy asked in disbelief. "The current investigation is for Rally Vincent, we have evidence to believe she is involved with the Mafia. Two high profile political candidates were murdered by her. One of which is your cities mayor."
Roy pounded his desk as he hung up the phone: "Damn!! That can't be true, Rally is innocent of all charges! What do you want?" he asked Exell frustrated. "You seem to be having quite a trying day. Let me give you a piece of advise. Don't tread on thin ice, because now you've crossed the line. We have your pussy cat caught in a corner, there is nothing she can do."
"Wait, you were behind this the whole ti-….!!" Exell stabbed Roy in the chest. "R-Rally…Anderson…Take care of her….for me…" Were his last words as he collapsed on the desk, blood splattering upon the computer monitor. Exell changed his voice quickly, and picked up phone: "Hello? 911? This Exell Turner of the ATF, there has been a murder here! I-I just caught a glimpse of the killer as she left, it was Rally Vincent." The operator sounded calm: "Alright, we will have units over to your location in ten minuets. Please stay on the line until they arrive"
Meanwhile, Rally was at Smith's place watching the local news when she saw something that horrified her: "Earlier today, Mayor Birtman was found dead in his office by gun fire. The shooter has been positively identified as bounty hunter Rally Vincent. This person is considered to be armed, and extremely dangerous. She is also involved in the killing of a Chinese diplomat last week. Anyone who has any information about her is to report to Police immediately."
Smith grabbed the controller and changed the channel to a Chicago Bears game. "You know none of that's true right Rally?" She sighed: "I just don't know anymore. First its gangs, then it's the Chicago PD, and now it's the FBI. I just don't know how I'm going to get out of this mess!" Smiths phone rang suddenly: "Hello? This is Smith Anderson speaking. May??"
She sounded worried: "Is Rally there? Does she know about what all is going on?" "Yes, she just watched the news report. Did you find something else?" smith asked, now slightly concerned. "I have. Its…about Roy…He's….He's been MURDERED!" Rally heard May's voice over the cheers of the football crowd on the TV: "WHAT?!" she ran over to Smith and yanked the phone out of his hand.
"May, speak to me!" "Rally, I'm so sorry about this. He was found dead at his office desk. He was trying to help you…and he got canned for it! What's worse, is that the finger prints have been ID'd as yours!" Smith had never seen anyone filled with such emotion before. Intense feelings of rage and sadness hit Rally all at once. "May…Wh-what should I do?" "Get out of Chicago Rally, get out of here as fast as you can. Let things calm down, then you and Smith can figure out what to do next."
"May, what about you? Aren't you going to help me too?" "I wish I could Rally. But Police have been bugging me all day with questions. If you go near me you'll get busted for sure. Have faith in yourself and in Anderson, promise me you won't let Roy's death be in vain. Good bye Rally, for now." She clenched her fists: "Alright…Good bye…May." Rally fell to her knees, unable to control the tears.
"Roy…I'm so sorry….Can you ever forgive me?" Anderson kneeled in front of her and held her close to him. He could feel her tears dripping on his shoulder. "Rally…Roy was important to you. I know what its' like to lose friends…Its not an easy thing to go through." She hugged him tighter: "Roy was much more than just a friend to me. He was like an older brother, when I was young he always looked after me. He'd always be there for me when I needed someone to talk to. Now…Now… he's dead because of me!"
Anderson shook his head: "Rally, don't you dare think that way. His death was not of your making. Exell and Victor Ross are the real bad guys here. We'll get our revenge in due time. For now, lets heed May's advice and get out of town, its too dangerous for you to stay." Rally shook her head: "You know I can't do that. I have to remain here. This is my burden, no one else's. Anderson, I can't ask you to go with me. You've done enough for me as is, you'll get killed if you stay."
He smiled as he gently ran his hand down her hair: "Rally, your sins are mine just as much as they are yours. Besides, I'd never let the girl of my life go like this. I also have some unfinished business with Exell. We're in this together whether you like it or not." She was comforted by his words: "Thank you Smith…It means a lot to me to have you by my side. Now, lets get a plan going."
Smith shook his head: "I'm already one step ahead of you. Exell and Ross want you dead right? Why not fake your death? Make it look like I turned on and killed you." Rally actually seemed interested in that: "You know…I can't believe I'm saying this, but that sounds pretty cool. How are you going to hide my "dead" body though?" "I won't have too. You'll be burned alive in your Shelby, there'll be nothing left." She was hesitant to reply: "My Shelby…is my most precious thing, second to you of course. I don't think I can part with it just like that…"
"Rally, follow me." she was uncertain of what he had in mind, but she went along with him to his garage. He turned on the light as Rally's eyes went wide: "WOAH! Two 1969 Camaro Z28's, a 1970 Pontiac GTO, a 1969 hemi Cuda, and…the same Shelby GT 500 I have, except its red…Smith, you're not thinking of giving me one of these are you?!"
He nodded: "Yes Rally, you can pick anyone that you want to have. All these here were piece of junks. I have completely restored them to their original condition. Choose one that best fits your personality, though I'm pretty sure I already know which one it is." she smiled: "Yup, while these other beauty's are tempting, the Shelby is the only muscle car I'll drive. I'm as picky with my cars as I am with my guns. Anderson, let's do this!"