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MOSCOW

A WEEK LATER



Hobbs pulls up to where several cop cars are gathered.

"Special Agent Hobbs?" A woman says as she walks over to him.

"Riley Hicks," Hobbs says as he takes some files from her. "I read your file. Top of your class at FLETC. Cairo, Tunis. Youngest RSO ever in Afghanistan. Hell, if you're half as good as you are on paper, we're going to get along just fine. A Russian military caravan attacked, satellite component stolen. Cars just came out of nowhere. Six hospitalized, a dozen vehicles destroyed. All that in under 90 seconds, in and out."

"This is world-class," Riley says.

"Job this good, there's only one crew in the world who could get this done," Hobbs says before they see a crane pulling a cop car out of the side of a building at least two stories high.

"How in the hell did that get up there?" Riley asks as she looks at the car shocked before her phone beeps. "They caught one."

"Where?" Hobbs asks her.



INTERPOL HEADQUARTERS

"I got you five minutes with this guy," Riley tells Hobbs as they walk inside.

"I only need two," Hobbs says before he walks into the interrogation room. "I want your boss. Where's Shaw?"

"I ain't telling you shit," The man says as he stands chest to chest with Hobbs.

"I was hoping you would say that," Hobbs tells the man before he grabs the man, slinging him into the wall. The man goes to hit Hobbs but is blocked.



"Is that legal?" The officer, with Riley behind the glass, asks.

"No," Riley answers him with a smirk. Hobbs slams the man down on the table, breaking it. "But are you going to go in there and tell him?"



Hobbs picks the man up, slamming him against the ceiling before dropping him.

"I've got rights, you asshole!" The man yells at Hobbs.

"Not today," Hobbs tells him before picking him up and throwing him against the glass causing it to crack. Hobbs leaves the room before Riley meets him in the hallway.

"Well, is he talking?" Riley asks Hobbs.

"Not anymore," Hobbs answers her.

"That room is bugged Hobbs," Riley tells him. "So, any information you just beat out of him, Interpol has now."

"Great. Now they can take the morning off. Shaw's in London," Hobbs explains.

"Let's go pick him up," Riley says.

"Woman, you just don't pick up Owen Shaw like he's groceries," Hobbs explains. "If you want to catch wolves, you need wolves. Let's go hunting."

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