Fast and Furious: Future (editing and adding to)

Chapter 7: A World Away

'Nah.I can't let you do that.'

Iwas immediately and deeply offended. 'What?' I stopped and facedhim sharply. 'Listen. I don't need youlooking out for me. Okay? Before we ever met I could take pretty goodcare of myself. I still can now.'

'That'snot how it seemed to me when that guy nearly choked you.'

'Thatwouldn't have happened if you hadn't brought your trouble to mydoor.' Running out of steam as to what to say, I stormed offleaving him in the middle of the street.

Inthe state I was in, it didn't take me long to get back to theairfield. There seemed to be a massive party going on but I shoved myway through easy enough. I was just about to get into my car whenJack's dad came up to me.

'Hey,have you seen Jack?' Brian asked.

'Yeh,we were walking back from the taco place down the road. We split atthe gate,' I lied. Brian said nothing more to me so I got in my carand went in search of a hotel. From what I remembered, there was acouple of motels just off the San Bernardino Freeway. I went insearch of them.

Justas I reached the Domino's junction, two cars squealed into sightfrom my right. They stopped right in front of me and the front doorsof each car opened. Out stepped three muscular, pumped up men and onethat was more lean and smooth. I recognised one from Jack's fightoutside my place. My right hand gripped harder on my steering wheelwhilst my left shifted my car into reverse. Unfortunately, I wasneither quick enough nor brave enough to move my car. As I glancedbetween the four of them, I noted that one of the passengers wieldeda black, silenced pistol in his hand. Not knowing what else to do, Ilet go of the wheel and the shift stick and raised my hands up. Maybethat didn't make any difference to what was about to happen.

Mybody remained completely still but my eyes followed the man who cameup to my door and opened it. 'Out,' he ordered.

Withouta thought, my left hand unlocked my seatbelt, my right turned theengine off and I slipped out of the car. He grabbed my upper arm andforced me to walk in front of him towards the others. I decided mybest option right now was to remain silent. I dropped my eyes watchedthe tarmac pass beneath my feet.

'You,girl,' spoke the driver of the first car that had raced into thejunction.

Therewas a nudge on my shoulder, I looked up. 'My name is Ella,' Isimply couldn't be bothered lying.

'Whateveryour name is. Jack O'Conner, you know him?'

Itilted my head. 'I might. Why? Who are you?'

'Thatdoesn't matter.' At that point, I thought it would be best totake in what he looked like. He had black trousers on with shinyblack shoes and an open top button to a blue shirt; it was less whathe was wearing that I focused on but rather his face and stature. Hehad stern eyes and a stern face to go with them. Cropped black hairatop his head with a hint of lustre in the streetlight. He wasn'tthat old either. If he didn't have someone armed with a gun then Imight have been more relaxed about this strange meeting. 'Where ishe?'

Thequestion I would have asked if I had felt braver was how did theyfind me? Of course though, I didn't ask it. 'Somewhere. Ihonestly don't know where he is and neither do I care.'

'Youhave a cell, call him.'

'Idon't have his number.'

Theman with the gun shouted out. 'Liar!'

Theboss man hushed him with a simple gesture. 'If you don't callhim, there might be some misfortune come to you.'

Didhe really think I was that stupid? I'd rather not get Jack intotrouble again, even if he was neck deep in something already. 'Whatdo you want with him?'