TWENTY ONE

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Eleanor held the travel magazine in front of her, carefully scanning the pages

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Eleanor held the travel magazine in front of her, carefully scanning the pages. Mia sat beside her, gently tapping her fingernails against the table as she looked out of the window. Eleanor continued to flip through the pages, eyes casting across the page. She could practically feel Brian staring at her. "What are you reading?" Brian asked, Eleanor briefly glancing up at him to see him smiling at her.

"Travel guide." Eleanor answered, flipping the page.

"Yeah?" Brian lightly grabbed the top of the magazine, bringing it down a little. Eleanor smiled at him and let him take it from her hands. Brian turned the magazine towards him and started to flip through the pages. Eleanor watched his blue eyes scan the pages like she had moments before. "Tokyo. Moscow. Goa." He listed as he looked up at her with each flip of the page.

Eleanor smiled more and leaned across the table, grabbing one of his hands and intertwined their fingers. "You want to know what all of these places have in common?"

"Huh?"

"No extradition." Eleanor whispered.

Brian smiled widely at her, leaning across the table. He pressed his lips against hers gently. Mia gagged and looked away. "Get a room." She muttered to them and Eleanor elbowed her in the side as she pulled away from Brian. Her eyes caught sight of the worker as he walked through the doors. "Showtime." Mia smiled.

Both Toretto's stood from their seats and moved along the train towards the worker. Eleanor walked in front of Mia and passed the guard as Mia collided with his shoulder. Mia faked a gasp, turning to him with a fake smile. "Oh, eu estou tao triste!"

The man responded back with a kind smile as she walked past him, Brian following. He placed a hand on Eleanor's lower back as the three of them made their way out of the passenger car and headed towards the restricted area. Brian sidestepped the two and slid the card he stole from the worker into the slot.

The door beeped, the door unlocking and Brian opened it. Mia quickly shut the door behind them as they entered. Brian looked at them and Eleanor nodded her head, the three going over and pulled the sheets off the cars.

Brian pulled his phone out from his pocket and dialled Vince's number. "Hey, we've found them. Yeah, second to the last freighter."

He hung up and walked to the box that held the car keys. Eleanor rolled her eyes as Brian smashed the glass and pulled out three sets of keys. He looked down and read the tags, his face dropping. Eleanor and Mia furrowed their eyebrows, the later speaking. "What is it?"

Brian glanced to her before looking to Eleanor. "DEA tags. These cars have been seized."

"Shit." Eleanor sighed as she ran a hand through her hair.

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