"You know this is no quarter mile race." Sean told Dom after they'd gotten in their cars. "I've got nothing but time." Dom replied. "Good man." "Ready three two one!" Neela and Kerri started them off both of them shooting a gun at the same time. I was going to watch some of it. But first I had my phone in my hand ready to dial Mia's cell number. Dom had given me the number and strict instructions to talk to Mia. Roman looked at me. "Well are you gonna? I just don't want to see your guts splattered all over the place." Roman said. "She won't talk to me." I said. "Give it a try man it can't hurt. Then tell Dom she won't maybe he can make her." "He can make her talk to me but that won't mean she'll listen to me." I said.
I dialed Mia's cell number. "Mia please please be home." For a change I did not get, "you have reached the wrong number if you feel this recording is in error please hang up and try you're call again." I usually ended up having to buy a new phone after that. "Hello?" Said a soft voice. I froze. It was my son. He had to be what three now? "Zach baby who is it?" Mia called. "Who?" He asked. "Is Mia there?" I asked. Now would not be a good time to tell him Zach son I'm your father. Somehow I didn't think he'd understand all that. "Mama for you." He said. "Mia hello?" I said. "How did you get my number you insensitive jerk!" Mia shouted. "Mia. By the way when were you going to tell me I had a child? When he was eighteen or never." "Well I didn't want him to turn out like you." Mia said. "Oh very funny. Mia I need to talk to you." "What's there to talk about?" She demanded and hung up.
Roman looked at me. "What?" I snapped. "Damn dude I could hear her all the way from here. She take any Midol lately?" Roman asked. "How do you know what that is?" "I've had a serious relationship before I did learn some things about women maybe not all things but something's." "Mia pick up the damn phone." "Brian what do you want?" Mia snapped. I could tell she was close to tears. "To talk to you damn it I love you." I said. Click. Funny reactions I love you can get from a person. I dialed her number again.
"Mia! Answer!" "You've reached Mia and Zach and we're not in right now or mommy can't get to the phone so please leave her a message cause she's too busy to talk." Beep. "Mia! I know you're there answer the damn phone and don't block my number either." I shouted. Roman gave me a look as I redialed the number. "What?" I snapped. "Cool it B maybe you need the Midol." Roman suggested. "Very funny." "What is?" Mia asked. She actually answered her phone. "Roman Pierce." "Hi!" Roman said into the phone. "Am I some joke to you Brian?" Mia demanded. "No." "Whose Roman Pierce?" "A good friend of mine from Miami." "Yeah did you turn on him to?" Mia demanded. "No. Mia I." Click. I looked up.
The race was over. Dom and the drift king had tied. They were shaking hands. Dom talked to a couple of the ladies including Kerri. "Where's your car?" He asked her. Kerri walked over to a silver and blue gorgeous looking car. "Nissan Silva." Kerri told him. "Do you race it?" Dom asked her. "Sometimes." "Are you any good?" Kerri just smiled mysteriously. "I might have to race you sweetheart." "Anytime any place." "Whoo." Neela walked over to her laughing. "Hey love birds. I got your cars that you will represent me in." DK said walking over to us.
"Sounds good to me man." Dom walked beside me. "So Brian Brian Brian. My man did you call her?" Dom asked me. "Yes she hung up on me fifteen times!" I said. "Dude I think it was more like twenty." Roman said backing me up. "I'll call her and talk to her. I'll see if I can't talk any sense into her. Right now holy mother of god they hooking you up right. All I get to deliver in is my GTO 1967? What is that crap?" Dom asked. Sean laughed. "That is a nice car my friend. American muscle but still hot. And these these are beauties." Neela handed us each a set of keys. "Gentleman your cars." She said.
"Check this out she sure is pretty." I said looking at mine. "350 Z." "Not just any old three fifty Z she has been designed for top performance in the street racing and dealing world my friends." Sean said. "Oh my God." I popped up the hood of my car. Roman let out a low whistle. "There's at least fifteen thousand in there brah." Roman said. "Thirty we like to keep our drivers up to speed." "Where's my car?" Roman asked. "You're looking at it." It was an American car but it was another Corvette. It looked almost like the old car except it was in blue. "Oh man this car certainly does belong to me." Roman said stepping into his ride. "Pop the hood." Sean told him. Roman got out and lifted it up.
"Nice!" I looked over at Dom who had dialed Mia's number from his cell phone. "Mia you'll never guess who in the world who I have standing next to me who wants to talk to you." Dom said. "I'm not talking to anybody unless they're Johnny Depp and Brian O Conner is not." Mia said. "Mia please talk to him." Dom said. "Why? He can't come to my front door?" Mia asked. "Well seeing as how he's in Tokyo that might be just a little hard to arrange and he hasn't had your address so don't give him shit Mia. Look I'm arranging a flight for you and your son to come in to Tokyo in three days. I'll come in at an agreed time and if you're there you're there. If you're not Brian only owes you the responsibility to your kid both of yours. Yours and his." Dom said. "Fair enough call me with the details later Dom me and Zach are going to bed." Mia hung up. I sighed. "She'll come." "How do you know?" I said. "No faith?" Dom said. "Nope no faith." He socked me one on the arm. "Ow." I said punched him back. "Gentleman the DK wants you to come to his club tonight. Not his but as his guest." Neela said. "You'll be following me." Twinkie said. "Got it." We got into our cars.