NOTE: Hey guys! It's been a long time coming but here's the next chapter in my rendition of the fifth Fast & Furious. It's been awesome getting the feedback for the previous chapter and I hope you'll give the same to this one. Unless you haven't heard, Tyrese Gibson (known as Rome in 2 Fast 2 Furious) is officialy returning for the fifth film. Happy 4th of July and, as always, enjoy!

- Chapter VIII -

Secrets

After Kannon woke up, he found himself tied to a chair. Dom stood in front of him with his arms crossed, while Brian remained leaning against the wall, his gun hanging loosely at his side. The girls and the wounded kid were missing, and after closer inspection he realized they were no longer at the apartment. In fact, it seemed more of a garage than anything.

"See this place? My friend Han used to work his magic. He was really something, a jack of all trades," Dom remembered in a low, harsh tone. To hear that voice in the given environment, a lesser man would have lost his wits by now.

"Now, I know you think you're a tough guy. But that macho bullshit is not gonna get you anywhere. Answering a simple question will," Dom noted leaning in.

"Where's Kamata?" Dom pressed. Kannon smiled.

"If you know 'tough guys' like me like you say you do, you know I won't say anything," Kannon replied.

BANG!

The gunshot echoed through the garage as Kannon screamed in agony. His kneecap had been blown off by Brian. It was Brian now who buried the hot barrel of his Glock deep into the man's forehead.

"What the fuck did you just say? You think just because you grew up in a bad neighborhood there's a special card to play? You're gonna end up no different than your buddies back at the apartment! Tell us where Kamata is or next time I'll aim a little higher!" Brian screamed, his finger gently tugging on the trigger. Kannon was still laughing through his tears.

"You'll have to do better than that, you American bastard!" the big man taunted, and Brian panicked about what to do next. Dom coolly noticed a nearby bottle of Vodka, and grabbed it. It was nearly full when he started dumping its contents on Kannon's fresh wound. The screams got louder until they became roars. Kannon's face bulged and turned red. Brian thought he was going to pass out from the pain. However, much to his surprise of Dom and of himself, Brian did nothing but watch. After more than half of the alcohol had been dumped, Kannon squealed in defeat.

"Alright, alright! Please just… stop! Kamata is leaving on the ten o'clock flight to Los Angeles, to make a deal in exchange for his son!" Kannon admitted.

"Takashi," Brian muttered as he cast a side glance at Dom whose eyes were intently observing his captive.

"Kamata said he was being held hostage by someone. Who is it?" Brian said, getting back to the business at hand.

"I don't know. I swear! Even the location of the actual meeting is anybody's guess, but if you hurry, you might make the same flight and follow him from there."

Kannon's words rang true, especially with no other leads to go on. With that, Brian and Dom headed for the exit.

"Wait! Where are you going? Aren't you gonna release me?"

Colin didn't know what to make of his new job under Vince's little organization. It wasn't exactly a mob, but it wasn't that much different from one either. In his lifetime, Colin had been part of and dealt with multiple similar organizations, but something seemed a bit off with this one. It was just a hunch, but one that was impossible to ignore. Everybody was taking a nap and the noises of Vince talking on his cell phone were the only audible sounds other than snoring. Colin carefully treaded towards the door to the main office, where his boss was having his conversation.

"Yes, everything's going as planned. Kamata should be here tomorrow and I have no doubts that he will insist on making the exchange the same night," Vince noted.

"No, there haven't been any problems. We had a recent recruit join us. Just another poor sod ready to be given a handout. I don't think we're gonna have problems. I hope, for his sake."

Colin tried to contain himself as he struggled with the notion of being Vince's newest victim. He was already aware of Lance's fate.

"Looking forward to it, sir. Bye."

Colin quickly treaded back to the sofa he was sleeping on before Vince made his way to the living room. He had his back turned to his boss and breathed deeply, as if in sleep. Vince observed his surroundings before retreating to his office.

Dom and the others moved away from the location before Brian made a call to the local police station to let them know of a lone, tortured man tied up in an abandoned garage. Dom, Brian, and Mia were ready to go, but not before talking with Neela and Sean, who were not going to tag along.

"We're going after Kamata. He has some answering to do," Dom noted. Neela was a little uneasy to say the least.

"Please try not to hurt him," Neela warned.

"We can't promise anything," Brian confessed. As far as he was concerned, they were ready to go. But Dom had one more question on his mind. His eyes locked with Sean's, his arms folded across his chest.

"Who killed Han?"

Dom's voice was so deep and dead it sent chills down Sean's spine. The youth gulped. He tried to answer, but the words just weren't getting out. They didn't need to. Dom had already suspected Kamata's son as the catalyst for everything that has happened in the recent past. This only confirmed it.

"Takashi…" he said in a low voice and Sean nodded nervously. Dom started to turn to walk back to his car, but Sean called out for him.

"Hey, Dom! We're gonna need to settle this score when you get back!"

Dom smirked, and he and Brian shared a slight nod of agreement. But first they needed to go back to the one place they were not welcomed in – home.