Dom walks into the club Braga sent coordinates to, he looks around cautiously his mind focused on finding information, even as women walked passed him in tiny bikini's got ignored in favor of him being hyper-focused.
The closer he got to Braga the more he hated that his youngest sister had done this all before him, she was alone, she was young, and these were people who would try and harm the shirt off your back if you let them.
Knowing Braga usually frequented the same clubs and meet-ups Dom knew Rosalie had to have been in this club after she won her way in, something he couldn't help but feel proud at, but he knew the kinds of things go in these places, and he wasn't happy she would have been exposed to those things.
Sending a nod to the stocky bouncer who was still smaller than him he walked further into the club, stopping only when he sees Brian playing pool with some others, his face doesn't change, but he's wondering how he got here.
Tapping on the bar Dom nodded to the young bartender who was the first woman who hadn't batted their eyelashes at him since he walked through the door "Corona" the bartender nodded slightly walking away.
Dom raised his eyebrow when Brian stopped beside him the bar "That's too bad about Dwight" he said casually as he took a seat on the bar stool "Having the Feds raid your house the same night you make the team. So unfortunate."
"I wish I could say I was surprised to see you here" Dom muttered picking up the bottle of Corona the bartender placed in front of him "What's to stop someone from telling them you're a cop?" Dom threatens lightly taking a sip of his beer.
"Probably the same thing that's keeping me from telling them why you're really here," Brian laughed before being clapped on the shoulder "What up, fellows?" Campos greets tapping Dom lightly on the shoulder.
"Hey, how you doing?" Brian smiles as they 'bro' hug "Great. You having a good time?" Campos questions looking at Dom as Brian answers "Yeah, a great time" nodding to the two men Campos smirked, "Come on, let's have a better time."
The two of them followed behind Campos as he led them to an out of the way seating area "How's your car? It took a nasty bump" Campos laughed as Brian just glances at him unbothered "It'll be ready."
Dom and Brian sat either side of Campos who eyed Brian "I also heard you just got out of County" Dom grinned looking over at the cop "Yeah?" Brian played with the label on his Corona bottle "Mmm-hmm."
As Brian tried to avoid his eye, Dom knew he had to mess with him, "You know a guy named Jim Garcia?" Brian narrowed his eyes at Dom, obviously knowing his game "Nah. Big place. Lots of names, lots of faces."
Taking a long chug of his beer Dom couldn't keep the smirk off his face even when Campos turned to talk to him "And you, you're wanted by a lot of people, homes." now it was Brian's turn to taunt Dom "Yeah, that kind of heat can't be good for business."
"Yeah, well, that depends on how you look at things. I go down; I do time. I do real time" Dom hinted as Brian huffed a laugh as they threatened to blow each other's covers. "I don't know about your other drivers, but when I see flashing lights in my mirror, I don't stop."
Campos leaned back in his chair looking at each man silently as if trying to read them "Do you know each other?" Dom glanced over at Brian who held made an amused face "He used to date my sister."
Campos grins and nods "I see" he turns to Brian with a smirk "You're a lucky man" The blond shakes his head, confused "How's that?" Campos licks his lips and lets out a chuckle, "You're still breathing."
Dom couldn't help but grin at the look on Brian's face as Campos pours some shots out "To the ladies we've loved and the ladies we've lost" the three of them cheer but Dom was suddenly brought back to reality with those words thinking of the one they had lost.
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Rosalie sighed smoothing out her clothes knowing she had to be strong before she walked into this club, these people were like sharks they could smell fear and blood in the water, they would be on her in seconds.
Putting on her resting bitch face she walked through the door and up the stairs where she passed a couple getting hot and heavy in one of the corners, she could already hear the bass of the music and the drunken cheers.
Walking closer to the club I gave the bouncer a short nod as he reciprocated it, looking around I could see men and women everywhere but no Braga, I knew I had to find him soon so I could give Brian some info.
Ordering a drink at the bar, I blinked when the female bartender who looked my age gave me a wink and batted her eyelashes at me "Thanks" I said with trying not to grimace at the number of eyes currently watching me or checking me out.
Feeling a hand on my should I spun around to see Ramon Campos grinning back at me "Miss Ortiz" he began as I smiled at him "Mr. Campos" I notice him discreetly looking me up and down as I pretend not to notice.
"Having fun?" He asked as I sip my drink nodding like I was having a great time "I'm having a blast" I lied as he chuckled at my answer "Let's have more fun" Campos grins nodding at me to follow him which I did, he was Braga right hand after all.
He led me to a nook in the corner where people were sat chilling out, having fun and... taking drugs. Nice. Rolling my eyes, I sat down beside Campos as he pours us out some shots, putting another calm facade on I got ready to try and get on his good side.
"A little young to be a street race, no?" Campos asked as we clinked our glasses together, his statement making me laugh before I eyed my shot in remembrance before smiling at the older man, "Uh huh, my Papá taught me everything."
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Standing in an elevator with his arms crossed Dom had planned to find the garage he knew that Gran Torino had to be here somewhere, lifting up the wooden door he walked into the small garage and there in the corner was a parked Gran Torino.
Standing in front of the car, his jaw tightened as he remembered the tire burns back at the crash site "Something interests you about this car?" The brunette woman from before, Gisele, questions as she slinks up to him.
"Just admiring the bodywork," Dom drawled looking at the car with a smirk he knew how to work girls like Gisele, the pretty ones who wanted to be everything and wanted all your attention.
With a few sweet words, he could probably find out anything he wanted, "Are you one of those boys who prefers cars to women?" Gisele taunts, walking from behind Dom with her arms crossed.
Dom gave her a quick once over "I'm one of those boys that appreciates a fine body, regardless of the make" They both give each other a barely-there smirk as they look back at the Torino "Your car?".
Gisele rolls her eyes as she walks behind Dom again "it's Fenix's car. You'll meet him at the rendezvous. He'll be leading you" Dom clenches his jaw already making a plan to find Fenix at the rendezvous.
Sitting on the front of the Torino Gisele visibly demands Dom's attention "So now that l know your taste in cars, tell me, what about your women?" staring at the brunette for a while Dom begins to smile.
"It all starts with the eyes. She's got to have those kind of eyes that can look right through the bullshit to the good in someone" Dom grins to himself before continuing "20% angel, 80% devil. Down to earth. Ain't afraid to get a little engine grease under her fingernails".
Gisele sighs as she stands and walks forward toe to toe with Dom "That doesn't sound anything like me" looking in her brown eyes he blinked slowly knowing those eyes dulled in comparison to Letty's "it ain't."
Walking away, Dom pulled out the cross necklace out of his shirt that he found on the nightstand of the hideout he was staying at, along with a letter and a wedding ring.
Letty had found where he was staying and left it all to him, said she was setting him free, and they needed to focus on finding Rosalie's killers. Dom felt the same sick feeling he felt when he read the letter the first time.
He had pushed her away, and now she was leaving him, losing Rosalie was like losing the glue that bound them all together, letting the cross drop against his chest he felt the smaller chain with the ring on and sighed to himself "I'll make it right."