Three weeks and six more rendezvous with Monica Fuentes pass by before I get a bad feeling about tonight.
On a positive note Mia and Letty seem to have passed whatever rift was starting to form between them, the two have also started to satisfy Suki's desire to be treated like a pet, walking her around the warehouse feeding her out of a doggie bowl and so forth, honestly it's getting to be a little too much for me.
It's a fun link to explore every now and then but not continuously…not to me anyways, but I do my best to make sure everyone is fulfilled and satisfied sexually, physically and emotionally.
Sadly Sophia had to return to work, four T-X series Terminators as body guards and health care professionals…it's amazing how deeply Skynet studied human anatomy and continued to advance human medicine, I guess in hindsight it's not all that surprising with the whole Know my enemy motif and all.
Sophia also left with the first prototype Vibranium enhanced car/engine with a regular backup engine located in the trunk…I keep getting this feeling that I'm forgetting something about Vibranium though I can't remember what exactly I'm forgetting.
So when Sophia left I warned her to have the T-X series scan the Rolls daily and if they detected it was a threat to her safety that she was not to use it, I also sent her off with the Lamborghini assault vehicle…just for my own personal reassurance that she and the baby are safe.
I've taken Mia and Letty out on several separate dates, Mia and I are currently taking an art class together under our aliases of husband and wife Brandon and Monica O'Brian.
Letty and I are taking a cooking class together. It might surprise people to find out Letty is both a foodie and loves to cook, but typically lets Mia handle it because Mia loves the whole house wife feeling it gives her.
Pulling up to the starting line, getting out of my car and walking over to Tej, we give each other a bro hug.
"Yo Bri, something doesn't feel right about t-night, and that hot little piece of ass you been tapping on the side is actin hella sus." Tej says only loudly enough for me to overhear.
"Alright Tej, I'll be on the lookout." I reply back to him making my voice sound thankful and alert.
"There's also another blonde here, a woman…she's in the race tonight driving a cherry 67 stang." At that I turn around and see a cherry red mustang surrounded by people off to the side and a Brie Larson look-alike leaning against the front fender.
'Is that…Nobody's daughter…my sister?' I wonder but shake it off as the man means nothing to me, he abandoned my mom and me. We were probably just a cover for some undercover op that took place in Barstow thanks to the army's supply depot having weapons and shit come up missing in the past.
"Alright y'all let's get this show on the road!" Tej says through the microphone.
"It's race time!"
I drop into the Skyline's driver's seat and rev the engine, the flag drops and I launch off of the line.
The other drivers and their cars are a lot better than the usual lot Tej runs but I'm better…my only competition in this race is Miss Nobody.
"Fuck you Tej!" I growl even as a smile comes to my face as I see the bridge ahead is starting to rise.
I upshift and punch the throttle, engine and exhaust roaring as I launch clean over the gap. Landing in such a way that had the suspension screaming for mercy, I keep going and cross the finish line first…followed by Miss Nobody, the front end of her car wrecked. It barely makes it past the finish line.
Tej goes over and starts flirting with her. I can't tell if it's an act or not…on her part she's just too good of a spy but she seems interested in him.
That's when U.S. Customs show up Helicopters cars. It's a sensory overload of sirens, flashing lights, shouted commands to surrender and not resist.
I drive I'm gonna try and get the fuck outta here if I don't it'll look too easy.
The helicopter flies overhead and practically lands in my path, and then the dickhead Agent dud, aims that three-pronged EMP launcher right at me.
They fire, while I angle the car to the left the pronged weapon hits the front quarter panel, thankfully my hardened electrical systems eat the surge like it's nothing. "Nice try, Mothafucka." I mutter with a smirk on my face, and yank the wheel, powersliding past a dumpster.
Which jars the armatures from the car and sends it spinning through the air, right past my open driver's side window.
I reach out and grab it mid-spin, flip it over in my hand and throw it which sends it straight into the chopper's belly.
'Ohh shit…' I think, as the EMP arcs, frying the helicopter's electrical systems instantly.
"Shit!" I roar while slamming on the brakes, making the Skyline come to an immediate stop, throwing the door open. I begin sprinting towards the out of control copter.
Leaping up to a fire escape then I leap from the fire escape to the helicopter barely managing to catch the landing gear mid-pass.
Pull myself up in one smooth swing, I grab hold of the Agent and throw him onto a roof then I pull the pilot from his seat and toss him onto another roof before sliding into the vacated seat grabbing the yoke and the throttle controls.
My Outlaw Street Racer and Mechanical Master kicking into overdrive to compensate for my stupidity.
The ground comes up fast, but I flare just right, skids kissing pavement with barely a bounce.
By the time I step out, heart hammering in my chest from the sheer rush of what I just did, and then I'm being tazzed and tackled to the ground.