Hey! Another update. This is my first cop chase! Exciting. It takes place just after the first race that Adam enters after taking 15th on the blacklist. So, here goes;

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Mirrors filled with flashing red and blue lights. Sirens shrieking above the engine noise. Chaos. As soon as those cops had busted the meet, there had been chaos. Racers scrambled for their cars. Most made it, but an unlucky few were taken down and cuffed before they could even reach for their keys. Cars poured out of the industrial estate, taking off in all directions. Some didn't make it very far. Adam and Brooke had jumped into the Skyline and got out just in time. Neither of them saw whether Luke and Nick had made it. Now, Adam was speeding down God knows what street, a cop car viciously close to his rear bumper, another one just up ahead in hot pursuit of a Chevelle, both of which had just pulled out of the side street Adam had been heading for. Before he could dive down it, they had spilled out, tyres smoking, lights flashing, and prevented Adam from getting off this goddamn road. It was the straightest, longest road he had ever driven on. At least it felt like it was, with this cop right on his tail. He needed to get off this road and lose him. He scanned up ahead for an escape.

"LOOK OUT" screeched Brooke, and Adam swerved just in time to avoid the out of control Chevelle that had just been spun out by the cop. As Adam mounted the kerb and re-joined the road, he looked in his rear view just in time to see the cop that had been chasing him smash head on into the Chevelle. He was following so close to Adam that he hadn't had time to move. It was a nasty crash.

No time to worry. That racer was busted; there was nothing he could do. The cop that had spun the Chevelle had stopped. They were alone at last. An intersection was looming. A car sped across it from left to right, two cop cars following on. Adam turned left.

"Take the next right!" Brooke said whirling around to see if they were safe yet.

Adam veered right, and almost recreated the Chevelle crash with an oncoming civilian car. He swerved, his passenger side mirror flying off as it scraped against the side of the minivan. The civilian honked, but Adam was already gone.

They sped past a smashed up 350z who's driver was being wrestled to the floor by two cops, while another pointed his taser at him. The one with the taser left the other two to cuff the felon, and scrambled for his squad car. He flicked off the siren and set off after Adam.

Brooke looked in the rear view, and then behind out the back window. Flashing lights in the distance. "Don't let him catch up" she threatened.

"Any ideas?!" Adam said, swerving through honking traffic. Where had all this come from? It was slowing him down considerably, and the cop was gaining. He was running out of patience.

"Try and lose him on the freeway" she said.

As they sped over a bridge across the nearest freeway, another gang of racers hurtled underneath it with a big tail of cop cars behind them.

"I don't think that's gonna work!" he said angrily. Brooke cursed as she looked out of the back window again The cop was close. The traffic parted for him graciously, whereas they reacted to Adam's oncoming Skyline with hostility. Rightly so, from a law abiding citizen's perspective, but it wasn't helping.

There was a crash as the cop bumped into the rear of the Skyline. Adam swore loudly. Another bump. Adam swerved form side to side, but the cop wasn't fazed.

"He's going for a pit!" cried Brooke. Adam countered and the manoeuvre failed, but the cop was closer than ever. He positioned himself for another P.I.T manoeuvre. Adam knew this one would stick. He wouldn't be able to avoid it. It was just then that Nick's Charger appeared, sliding out of the side street they were just passing in a glorious roar of old-school Hemi fury. He pulled alongside the cop, and barged him into a bus shelter. Brooke and Adam roared with delight and praised the day that Nick had been born. The man of the hour flashed his headlights, and pulled off into another side street. They would rendezvous later.

"Pull in up there!" Brooke shouted, pointing towards an underground car park entrance. Adam slowed and turned in carefully, so as not to leave any tyre tracks that would give them away. Thankfully, the car park was 24 hours. The barrier opened for them, and Adam descended to the lowest level, and parked as far out of the way as possible. It wasn't perfect, but it would do for now. They hastily got out, locked it up, and made for the exit as inconspicuously as possible, keeping their heads down in front of the CCTV. As they walked out onto the street again, a cop car sped past. Their hearts raced, but he kept on going. Brooke pointed to a diner opposite the car park.

"Let's wait in there until its safe" she said. Adam agreed. They sat and drank coffee for two hours, pondering whether their friends were okay. They had tried texting and calling around. Some answered, some didn't. Nick was fine. No answer from Luke. Twice they saw a fellow racer speed past the diner; the first had a tail, the second didn't. No cops passed for another thirty minutes. Luke called. He was safe. He and Nick were at the garage listening to the scanner. The search was off. Thirteen suspects apprehended. A decent haul for the LCPD. A few units were still patrolling, but they were on the other side of the city now. It was safe to return home.