Fʀᴇᴇ Mᴀsᴏɴ - Rɪᴄᴋ Rᴏss ғᴛ. Jᴀʏ-ᴢ

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Eʟ Sᴇɢᴜɴᴅᴏ, Cᴀʟɪғᴏʀɴɪᴀ

Mr. Nobody began pouring himself a beer and held the glass up to us and said ceremoniously "Belgian ale!"

Dom nodded out of words as he took a sip and said "Oh, man, those monks got it right...I mean, I don't know about the whole celibacy thing, but when it comes to beer..." he said pointing at the glass

"Would you two like one?" Mr. Nobody asked

"I'm more of a Corona man myself," Dom said

"I'm going to need something harder than Corona when Brian sees that damn Skyline," I said worried

"Well, I don't think I could fix those marital issues...but...Ah," he said reaching down grabbing a small bucket of iced Coronas.

"You two's files are not only detailed, it's, uh, extremely entertaining," he said popping the top off of the beers and holding one to out each of us, with a welcoming and warm smile.

Dom looked so confused by this man, which made the situation funnier than it should've been.

I grabbed mines and Dom hesitantly grabbed his, as we began walking through his base of operations.

Mr. Nobody then began to give us incite on Shaw and Clara.

"Look, Shaw's power is that he's a shadow...He's really good at getting in and out of places without being seen and leaving nothing but a body count in his wake. I mean, he's a legitimate English badass. Clara's power is revenge and with this, she has learned how to move, act, walk and maybe even talk like Shaw. She's the ultimate Robin to his Batman." Mr. Nobody announced, walking a bit ahead of us I took a long sip of my Corona as I looked around at
this dope-ass operations base.

Mr. Nobody then turned to face us and said "But to be honest with you, Dom, Duch, I don't give two shits about Deckard Shaw or Clara Dyer. It's you two I want because you and I can help each other get what we both need."

"l'm listening," Dom said finally letting his tenseness up

Mr. Nobody's people pulled up a screen showing an African man's file and what he's about.

"He just recently recruited a private military company led by a wanted terrorist named Mose Jakande kidnapped a hacker known only by the name 'Ramsey..." His workers then pulled up a file with little to no information not even a gotdamn picture of the girl.

"...Now, Lady Liberty's got her panties in a bunch over this, but rightíully so, because this Ramsey has created something interesting..." Mr. Nobody continued

"Bring it up," he asked one of his men

"Yes, sir." they complied

He pulled up a demo-like version, of a piece of beautifully damned technology and threw his hands out, "Say hello to God's Eye."

"Now, this little bastard hacks into anything that's on the digital network. That means every cell phone, satellite, ATM machine, and computer. Simultaneously. If it's got a microphone or a lens, God's Eye can use it to find you." Mr. Nobody concluded

"So you invited us here to show a tracking device," Dom suggested

"On steroids. Lots of them." he retorted

"Let me put it to you this way. It took us nearly a decade to find Osama bin Laden. With this, we'd have located him anywhere on the planet in a couple of hours. Now, that's a serious piece of machinery that could be catastrophic in the wrong hands. But for some very nauseating political reasons, any rescue plans involving any US government forces or entity has been strictly ruled out. And that's why I need you two." he ranted coming down from his pedestal towards us.

"But why do we need you?" Dom asked

"I mean, I could go back outside, enjoy the rest of the Coronas, let Shaw come to me." Dom finished

"You could do that. How's that working out for you so far? You got one friend in the ground, another one in the hospital. And then, of course, there's that little issue of the bomb that destroyed your home...Shaw lives in a world that doesn't play by your rules...Like it or not, you live in that world now, too...You wanna know how to kill a shadow? You just shine a little light on it. If you get the God's Eye for me, I've already got authorization for you to use it until you get Shaw..." he said leaning against the table we stood at.

"You go from the hunted to the hunter. And there's no place on Earth Shaw or Clara can hide from you. More importantly, you and your family don't go to any more funerals. You get Ramsey you get the God's Eye, you get Shaw. Well, that's the wind-up and the pitch. Now that I've given you this incredibly sensitive and highly classified information, what do you think, Toretto's?" he asked rising from the table

"I think you already know what we're gonna do," I said

"Good." Mr. Nobody said beginning to walk away

"But it'll be my way. And my crew." Dom answered

"I assumed you might say that. Which is why I've taken the liberty of gathering your team."

Two Escalades then pulled into the base and Brian, Tej, Rome, and Savannah hopped out.

They all studied the room until they saw us. They began walking towards us and I groaned "Fuck!"

Before I knew it they had made it the distance to us. Brian tapped me on the arm and said "Are you okay?"

I nodded, as he studied me for a second and said, "You know your arms out of place?"

"I know. Nobody here was going to put it back in place though. I don't trust these people."

He grabbed my arm snapping it back in place and I yelled "Shit!" making all of Mr. Nobody's men look over at me.

I wanted to punch the shit out of Brian at this moment, for how sudden he did it.

"What did you do to my Skyline?" he asked

"I crashed it alright. But on purpose."

"What the hell, Diana?"

A/N: I don't think Brian's too siked about his Skyline😂😂🤣🤣🤣 What do you guys think is in store for Diana and Clara? Will there really be no more funerals? Remember to VOTE, comment, share and add to your library!! Love yaa🖤🖤🖤🖤