I'm now eighteen years old. I'm currently the proud owner of 'Rider Mechanics' in the city of Steelport, okay, it's technically partially owned by the Saints gang, but they only come in to change the color of their cars to outsmart the police. I acquired the money to finally open my own shop when a car company took interest in my design, and created it to sell in dealerships. It's called the Blayde and it may or may not roughly looks like Nyte Blayde's car, only mines real and comes in multiple colors.
"Welcome to Rider Mechanics!" I call to the person who'd stepped into the lobby. I turn to see a someone I hadn't seen in years. "Kinzie!" I scream as I throw my arms around her. "Hey, watch it. You'll ruin the jacket." She said. I stepped back to look at her. "But I thought you were taken out of the FBI. Did they let you keep the jacket just because?" I asked. "Yeah, something like that." She huffed. "Do you need to talk?" I asked. She nodded. I flipped my sign to closed and drew the blinds. "It's just this feeling I have." She said as we sat down. "Like he caused me to be here. I can't look anywhere without thinking that he might be right around the corner." I looked at her confused. "Who?" I asked. Kinzie looked me dead in the eye as the name fell from her lips. "Matt Miller." She said. I looked at her puzzled. I hadn't heard that name before, and before I could ask anymore someone knocked on my garage door.
"Stay right here, I'll be right back." I said. I thought it was just another Saint member needing a color change, but I was dead wrong. Upon opening my garage door I came face to chest with a green suit. I looked up at the tall man wearing a luchador mask. "Hello there Doll." He said. I gulped hard. He was at least two, maybe three feet taller than me. "Um, hi, is there something I can help with you with?" I asked, but he only chuckled darkly. He snapped his fingers and the people behind him flooded into the shop. "Um, is this like a routine check? Because, I swear I've got nothing of value really." I said awkwardly. The man laughed again. "But you do have something of value to us."
"LET ME GO!" Kinzie screamed. I went to go help her, but the green man stopped me. "Oh no you don't, girly." He said as he grabbed my shoulder. "Let go of me." I demanded. I shake his hand off of me with suspicious ease. "If you wish to go with your friend, that can be arranged." He said. I went to hit him, but he caught my hand and knocked me out.
When I regained consciousness I was zip tied to a chair and I could hear voices outside the door to my right. "What do you mean she got away?" A voice growled. "It's being dealt with right now sir." Another voice said. "Bah, leave it be, besides we have her friend. She'll be back." He said. "Until then, interrogate the girl. See what she knows. It might even help your incapability to get a girlfriend, Matt." He laughs. "I have a girlfriend thank you very much, I just don't visit her very much." There was a pause. "Whatever, just get in there and talk to her." I heard a huff and soon after the door opened. I kept my head down as the male walked into the room. It didn't help that I'd gotten my hair cut recently so that it barely brushed my shoulders. However, I smiled as I could see my small handgun between my breasts.
I looked up with a smirk. "Before you give me the whole, 'this is how it's gonna go down' ploy, I have one thing to say to you." I said looking at the man, more like a boy really, in front of me. "Episode seventeen, scene three!" I shouted as I broke my registrants and pulled out my handgun. He quickly held up his hands. "Guess you guy don't give good pat downs." I said with a smirk. "Now I'm gonna tell you how this is gonna play out. You either tell me how to get out and then I knock you out, or I bust a cap in your head and shoot my way out. Your choice." He visibly gulped. "The vents." He said sheepishly. I came closer to him and he flinched. "Thanks cutie." I said, kissing his cheek before knocking him out. Hey, he was cute. I took his advice and climbed into the vents. Nearly out, I fell onto a guy who was on patrol, setting off the guys around him. "Hey!" One cried. They rushed at me and I unload my clip before they could even think of touching me. With my gun out of bullets, I put it back between my breasts(I could always get more ammo) and picked up a shotgun one of the guards had. I chuckled as I exited the building. "God I love Steelport." I said, sending one more shot out into the night sky.
"Honey, I'm home!" I declared as I entered my apartment. "Oh right." I said, knocking my head with my palm. "I have no love life." I laughed. It wasn't a lie. I hadn't had an interest in dating since I opened my shop, not to mention that the only guys in Steelport were either out for you body in sex or out for your body for their gang. I really missed Nyte Blayde. It was times like this that I really wanted to talk to him, but I haven't talked to him since he fell of the face of the earth last year. He'd sent me a one year present and said he was leaving for a work thing in the letter that came with the box. That was it. I haven't talked to him since. The gift? A mint condition Marion in the darkness figure, a pair of blue skull earrings, and the complete box set of the tv series. I felt so spoiled that I called him, but no one picked up. Then I got a text that just said, 'Cheers ;)' and there was no more words from him.
I slipped on my sleep shirt and shorts. "Good night Nyte Blayde, wherever you are." I muttered before falling asleep.

Matt's pov
I didn't want to leave her. I really didn't, but when you're recruited by the Syndicate and Killbane, you really can't say no to their demands. That's why I left her that gift, I wanted her to always remember me in some way, thinking I'd never see her again. However, if we were to meet again, I never thought it would be under the circumstances they were in. I always thought that I'd find her and sweep her off her feet, not her having me at gunpoint. After she'd knocked me out and I'd regained consciousness, she was all I could think about. Just knowing that she was here in Steelport gave me butterflies, but I had a mission to complete and nothing could get in the way of that. Not even Jezzabelle.