I OWN NOTHING!

Samira watched her strange companion, who with a very serious expression on his face tapped away on the buttons of his phone, completely absorbed by something.

Waiting around like this was getting incredibly boring and frustrating. 'What are you doing' she attempted to make conversation to pass the time.

'Playing snake' he said without breaking his concentration 'shut up for a second will ya'

She stared at him, slightly amused. The boy seemed completely unintimidated by her despite the fact that she held him at gunpoint multiple times and yelled at him continuously... then again, he was Mello's friend who certainly wasn't a marshmallow himself, so he was probably used to someone with a tough demeanour.

Sam wasn't tough of coarse – at least not usually. She was actually quite terrified throughout the entire ordeal from the moment the mafia chased her up to the moment she realised who Matt was, but she only dared show just how scared she was- her weak side to Jaz, her best friend.

Jaz... the reason I'm even in this situation. She hadn't got a moment of shut eye since they took her. She wasn't even sure if she should trust Mello to release her, if she was even alive but she had to try.

Next, her mind drifter to Ryder. She had told the blonde that Kira had gotten to him and his gang and she was pretty certain that was true too, but her only clue to support that claim was the fact that no one had chased her after Kyle had collapsed from a heart attack. It was a bit odd that they would just let her get away with Ryders precious Lamborghini, that he cherished more than his own life. In either case she hoped she was right after all in her eyes this was just good riddance. Still, with them gone, her source of income also was and her future was now in complete jeopardy, not to mention the fact that she had to be careful not to become Kira's target herself.

'Fuck!' Matt swore loudly, interrupting her train of thought, ' fucking battery died, was just about to beat my high score too.'

'Maybe it wouldn't have died so quickly if you weren't fiddling with it for the past hour.'

'Well you didn't let me get my DS from my car, so what was I supposed to do?'

'Sit quietly like a good little boy.'

'Excuse me,' an older gentleman approached the pair interrupting their squabble, 'Are you miss Lane?' he was bald, small and was missing an arm but despite this, he was very neat and proper looking with a fancy black suit complimented by a red tie.

'Yeah that's me but call me Sam.' she smiled and shook his hand.

'Okay then, Sam, My name is mister Shaw, you are the lady that told my colleague she wants to sell a Lamborghini?'

'Yep,'

'And how did such a young lady as yourself manage to acquire such an expensive vehicle?' he cackled raising an eyebrow.

'It was actually our wedding present' Matt snickered.

'What? NOO, Matt fuck off.' She snarled back at him, then smiled apologetically at Mr Shaw who looked uncomfortable and taken aback. 'W-we just want to sell it.'

He laughed uncomfortably for a minute at the two kids gawking at him in expectation 'wait, you're serious? I've had this business of mine ever since I retired after 'Nam, but never in all my years have I seen someone roll up in a Lamborghini.'

'Sooooooo... will you buy it?'

He considered for a minute, 'I'll tell you what, how about I give you something in exchange?'

'No way dude, we want $100,000 at least, in cash.' Sam crossed her arms.

'Hear me out here. How about I write you a cheque for $50,000 and you can also take this beautiful Chevrolet Camaro we have at the back - if you follow me, it's in mint condition, would you believe it was just brought in about half an hour ago by a gentleman who said it was abandoned at this gas station next town over!'

Sam's jaw dropped for the second time that day as her and Matt exchanged shocked glances.

'Normally I should say no of coarse, $50,000 is already out of the budget' he continued, leading them to the back door of the store, 'clearly it is a lot more than I would pay for a second hand car, however' they stepped outside to clearly see Matts undamaged Camaro parked among several other cars 'I am simply fascinated by Lamborghinis, this I believe is a pure opportunity!'

'Oh you must be shitting me.' Sam face palmed. How many bloody coincidences are going to happen in one miserable day?

'We'll take it!' Matt smirked at the confused man, before Sam was able to argue back.

'Good good, let me just get my cheque book, its in my office!' he disappeared back inside.

'Well well well,' he walked around, inspecting his car 'not even a scratch. Wonder how much the old man gave him for it?'

'How the... what the... how?'

'I left my keys in the ignition that's how'

She stared at him blankly. This guy for real? 'Are you stupid? And the fact that someone could've stolen it didn't cross your damn mind?'

'Well I was about to pull away after you went inside, but I realised I ran out of cigs so it kinda just slipped my mind. I'm not normally this careless to be honest but when I need to smoke, nothing else is on my mind.'

Her eye twitched, when the store owner made an appearance once again and handed her the cheque, as well as the keys to the Camaro. 'All yours. This is just wonderful! Such luck!'

'Whatever' she muttered, opening the car and getting into the drivers seat.

'Woowwwwww wow wow what so you think you're doing?' Matt laughed.

'Preparing to drive?'

'Have you forgotten that this is my car?'

'Uhm, correction, this WAS your car. Now this is my car. Get in, now.' She ordered.

'Damn still with the attitude, you know you and Mels would probably get along, I mean if it wasn't for him kidnapping your friend or whatever.' Matt said as he got in the car, to have the gun pointed at him again. 'Oh what this time?'

'I don't actually know where the Lazy Eye motel is, so you're going to have to direct me. And no funny business.'

'So you live in LA, and yet you expect... wait' Matt opened the glove compartment and desperately ruffled trough it, then exhaled and leaned back in his seat 'Damn bastard stole my DS'

Mello made sure to get a room with a clear view of the car park. He prepared everything in advance, in case this was some sort of set up- the girl really had managed to somehow track down Matt. It would be a crazy coincidence if they just met by chance... right?

He looked up at the clock in the room which read 10 to 8. Its almost time.

This was a whole global pain in the ass. The original plan was to use the brunette as a pawn to lure the boss of their gang to his death, which would just provide him with more credibility in front of his mafia buddy's, and eliminate their rival gang out of the equation. They were a distraction to his goal and he could not allow that, but it looks like Kira took care of that for him that is if the news of several gang members being found dead earlier in an LA mansion was anything to go by.

Rod and the rest were laughing their asses off in victory while watching the broadcast, the arrogant bastards 'It seems that Kira is at it again as several members if a wanted organised crime group had been found dead inside the residence of one of the men! We can confirm the time of death to be approximately 1 in the afternoon and the cause had all been heart attacks. Perhaps these were the perpetrators of the shootout LA had endured yesterday? It's really incredible how even with Kira's existence, rogue criminals still roam the streets of down town Los Angeles!' but no-one escapes Kira's judgement.

He smirked, the one time Kira actually did something useful. Still, how did her and her friend manage to stay alive? Fuck it.

He here was still a chance she was setting a trap , perhaps to avenge her friends kidnaping, he didnt completely trust the ginger. He had suspected that from the moment he heard her cold and distant tone a few hours ago, that this was going to be a set up which is exactly why he didn't give away the fact that he knew of her gangs deaths... but she sounded so... hurt, so sincere when talking about Jaz... It was obvious she was basing the others death on speculation, and that she wasn't going to do anything to Matt and he almost wanted to help her. The girl did not seem at all botherred by the fact that most of her gang had just been killed off, in fact it sounded like she was... happy about it? He wanted to trust her, he really did but he couldn't allow any mistakes in judgement.

If he was going to look like the hero in front of Rod he had to get the money for the stolen goods and if that meant killing her or her friend (if this truly was a trap) he wouldn't hesitate to do it.

The brunettes phone rang loudly in his pocket, slightly startling him. He looked down at the caller ID even though he already knew who it was. 'SAMMO 😍😍😍' was displayed on the small screen of the flip phone which made him roll his eyes. He opened it and answered the call, moving quickly to the window.

'We're here.'

'I see that.' Matts red Camaro was pulling into a parking space below his window and he recognised his friend in the passenger seat along with the redheaded girl, who was pointing a pistol at him with her right hand, while steering with her left. Matt himself was on the phone, glancing cautiously at the girl every few seconds 'put the phone on loud speaker so the ginger can hear.'

He did as he was told.

'Listen carefully' Mello began, 'Come to room 2378, right above where you just parked and bring the money. Leave all of your weapons in the car, if I see you carrying your pistol, I will kill your friend do you understand?'

'Yes.' She answered, getting out of the car after stashing the gun in the glove compartment.

'Good. Matt, make sure she has no weapons on her. Make your way up slowly, with your hands up.' He then hung up.

He looked out of the window to see the pair arguing for a moment. The girl gave Matt a slight shove to which he responded with a gentler shove. What are those morons doing?

Finally after what felt like forever the argument seemed to settle, and Matt patted the now very pissed off looking girl down, like airport security. After being satisfied that she has no weapons on her, they slowly began up the stairs towards the room just as he had instructed.

Mello stepped away from the window and plopped back down onto his chair, waiting patiently.

The unlocked door swung open, and Matt, followed by the girl stepped inside, closing the door behind them.

'Where is Jaz!' the girl spat immediately with clenched fists. Mello smirked.

'So, we meet again. I must admit, I'm impressed you haven't gotten yourself killed yet.'

Matt held the girl back as she lunged towards the blonde, 'You son of a bitch,' she screamed 'tell me where she is right now!'

Mello took a small map out of the pocket of his leather jacket, which had 'The complete roadmap of LA' written on the front in large letter. 'I've marked where you have to go. I'll exchange you the map for the money you owe.'

Samira seemed to calm down at this and reached into her pocket, taking out a small bag containing a handful of cocaine. 'Here,' she said as she threw it at him forcefully.

He stared at it for a moment in surprise, 'This must be a joke. Where's the rest?'

'Hold on while I find the cheque...' she grumbled, fiddling in her pockets for a moment, before fishing out a crumpled up piece of paper and also throwing it, this time barely missing his face. 'There. Happy? Now give me the goddam map.'

Mello hesitated which irritated the girl further.

'I gave you everything you want, give me the map right now!'

He turned to Matt who was observing as the situation unfolded with a grin. 'Matt, take the girl to the place circled in red on the map.' he said, handing it over to him.

'Oh what are you, his bottom gimp or something? To hell, you're not coming with me.' The girl now moaned at the gamer.

Ignoring her comment her comment, Matt nodded 'Sure man, but what about the...'

'When you're back,'

'Uhm, helloooooooo? He is NOT coming with me.' The girl crossed her arms and pouted.

'Have you forgotten that he still has Jaz hostage? I'm afraid you have no say in this.' Matt responded simply.

'Fine. But I'd rather go with Mello.'

Matt glared at her wide eyed 'Wow, what have I done?' he pretended to wipe away non existant tears.

'You're a creep.'

Mello laughed loudly at the comment but stopped when Matt shot him an annoyed glare. 'Whatever, I'll take her. Maybe its better if you stay here anyway so you can get started on what we discussed over the phone.'

'Yeah man, about that. I sort of... lost a hold of my car for a while and all of my shit was stolen from it.'

The girl snorted 'He left his keys in the damn ignition at the gas station.'

Mello looked puzzled and stared at his guilt stricken friend, who sheepishly shot 'Long story man, but basically I don't have any of my shit.'

'Do you have money with you?'

'Yeah, still have my wallet.'

'Right, you know what to do then.'

'Yeah and I also have to hack my laptops and lock all the information on them before someone else stumbles upon it.'

The girl tapped her foot impatiently 'Lets go pretty boy, save the nerd talk for later. I'm sure no ones gonna care about the kinky porn on Matts laptop.'

The two guys exchanged glances. 'She sure has a mouth on her' the blonde commented, somewhat amused. He took a bar of chocolate out of his pocket, unwrapped it and took a bite, pleasure cursing trough him the first taste of the sweet goodness.

'Isn't that what u like bout girls usually though?' Matt winked at him.

'Oh for fuck sake, lets gooooooooo!' the girl stomped.

Desperate much? 'Whatever,' Mello stood up and walked towards the door. 'I'll meet you back here in an hour, Matt.'

Sam followed him closely as he made his way down stairs towards the car park, still chewing on his bar.

'So you like rude girls, huh?' she snickered.

'What is it to you?'

'Ooooh nothing. Just hoping you wont turn out to be a creep like your bottom gimp.'

Mello huffed 'don't make this exchange any more painful than it has to be.' he walked over to his bike and put his helmet on.

'Are we not taking the car?'

'I prefer Bikes. Get on.' He said roughly.

Grudgingly, the girl did as she was told and clumsily climbed onto the bike behind him. She cautiously wrapped her arms around him. And locked them at the front. Great, now I'm basically hugging this motherfucker.

'Ready?' he asked as he started the engine.

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