EXT. SKATING RINK – NIGHT

Torie's on the phone leaving the building, carrying her things. Headed for her car.

TORIE

(on phone) Tell me when you get there.

She hangs up. Abram's waiting near his truck.

ABRAM

She's going to be okay.

Torie nods, holding onto faith. Abram considers his next move. Goes for it.

ABRAM (CONT'D)

You want to go for a ride?

Torie glances at his truck. Uncertain.

ABRAM (CONT'D)

It's not a trick question.

Torie dives in.

TORIE

Yeah. Let's go.

They make their way to the truck as Mateo comes out of the building.

MATEO

Yo, Abram!

Abram looks over at him.

ABRAM

I'll be right back.

He walks over to Mateo.

MATEO

I need you tonight. We've got some high-rollers coming in. Good news for you.

ABRAM

I'm done.

MATEO

Your done? Nah. That's not how it works. We made a deal.

ABRAM

Deal's off. But I enjoyed our little reunion. Sadly, we've come to it's end.

MATEO

See, that's your problem. You never commit to anything. Unless you don't have a choice.

Mateo glances at his truck.

MATEO (CONT'D)

That's you? How about we make a new deal. Settle this. We'll race for it. If you win, I'll cut you loose. I win, I take your truck as a souvenir. Something to remember the good ol' days.

ABRAM

What if I say no?

MATEO

My people are coming to collect. One way or the other.

PARKING LOT – NIGHT

Abram returns to Torie.

ABRAM

Change of plans. Maybe some other time.

Gets into his truck.

TORIE

Where are you going?

ABRAM

There's something I've got to handle.

TORIE

Abram...What's going on?

He holds her gaze.