Jason’s POV
“You never said anything about killing her.” I sneered at the man in front of me.
“What did you think I was going to do to her? Keep her locked up forever?” I asked sarcastically.
“Well yeah… I mean I know you want to get even with Toretto and everyone but-“
“But nothing. She’s going to pay for their mistakes.” I spat as I threw my beer glass at the wall. It shattered, sending glass flying in every direction. I didn’t even flinch as glass sprayed at me, embedding itself into my skin.
“What do you want me to do?” He spoke in resignation. I smirked as I turned to face him, he seemed to shift uncomfortably but I ignored it.
“It’s going to be your job to grab them, both of them. I’m going to make the bitch watch as I kill her best friend slowly.” I admitted watching as he paled.
Letty’s POV
A week had passed since all the drama. Things with the police had calmed down to almost nothing. There was no new leads so the case was just a waiting game. Dom’s car had never been found, or returned, which left him having to replace it.
I thought replacing it would have been fairly easy. It was insured after all, everything covered except the big modifications which I knew we’d have to fork out for. It wasn’t until last night did I realize it wasn’t so black and white after all. A phone call from the insurance had caused me, and Mia, some confusion. The insurance wouldn’t cover all of it.
My first thought maybe we had run behind in payments but mia had assured me that was far from the case. After a long debate we ended up asking Dom why they wouldn’t pay out fully. The guilty look on his face as he admitted to being in such a rush to get to me he didn’t lock the car made my stomach drop. Guilty didn’t even touch on how I was feeling.
I sighed as I tapped away at the keyboard of the computer. The web page showed my bank details and amount I was about to transfer over to Dom’s account. I had tossed and turned about it all night, getting no sleep as I thought about the situation. If I could have I would have gone for a long drive to clear my head but I wasn’t allowed out by myself.
In the end I had made my decision- I was paying for the other half that the insurance didn’t cover. As far as I was concerned it was partly my fault. I hadn’t bothered to say anything to Dom over breakfast this morning knowing the fight it would lead to so instead I made the decision to just go behind his back. He was never going to know where the money had come from.
Looking up from the computer to make sure Dom was still out in the garage working I hit transfer. Waiting for the page to load took just a few minutes and when it reloaded it had successfully gone into Dom’s account. Smiling a sad smile I leant back heavily into the chair as I shut the page and cleared the history.
“Everything okay in here?” I looked up and smiled as he came through the door. I watched as he walked up behind me and rested his hands on my shoulders.
“Everything’s fine. Just entering some details in for a car.” I lied.
“Vince’s gone to get lunch.” He offered as he shifted me off the chair. I laughed as he stole my spot only to pull me back down into his lap straight afterwards.
“I was sitting there.” I spoke quietly as he tucked a piece of hair behind my ear.
“Well it looked comfy so I thought I better try it out.” He grinned as I rolled my eyes.
“I have to go back to work on the Honda anyway, it gets picked up in a couple of hours.” I sighed as I pressed a kiss to his lips before he let me stand.
“Make sure you stop for lunch, I can always help you with the Honda.”
“I’m sure you could, help me that is.” I smirked before I ducked back out into the garage leaving his laughing behind.
I barely stopped for lunch like Dom had asked but I did eat. By the time five o’clock rolled around I had finished the Honda and the owner had just pulled into the drive to pick it up.
“All done?” Dom asked me as he too sighted the owner. I nodded and threw him the keys as he led the owner into the office to finalize the paperwork and payment.
“I don’t know about you girl but I’m starving.” Vince complained as he and Jesse packed the last of the tools away.
“Too bad Mia’s not cooking tonight.” I spoke as I turned towards him.
“Why not?” He cried horror and I couldn’t help but laugh.
“She’s got a class remember? Where do you think Leon’s been all afternoon?” I reminded him and he groaned in complaint.
“Damn. Don’t suppose you want to cook for me?” He begged. I scoffed and shook my head.
“Not unless you want to be poisoned.” Jesse laughed at Vince’s grimace and I smirked.
“I guess take out will have to do. Who’s up Thai?”
“First Mia wasn’t home to cook and then I get out voted for Thai.” Vince grumbled as we sat down to eat Chinese.
“Just be thankful you have food.” I mumbled as I ducked into the kitchen to grab a beer.
“So when I was finalizing the payment for the Honda I came across something interesting.” I turned as I opened the fridge. I hadn’t even heard dom follow me in but the way he was standing in front of me with his arms crossed I figured something had gone wrong.
“What’s that?” I asked as I handed him a beer. He accepted it but placed it on the counter instead of opening it straight away. That was a bad sign.
“Why did you transfer ten thousand to my bank account today?” He asked outright. Standing upright from the fridge I had to seconds to clear my face before I turned to him in confusion.
“What are you talking about? I haven’t transferred anything to your account.”
“That’s bullshit. Don’t look me in the eye and lie Letty.” I sighed and slammed the fridge door closed.
“How did you know it was me?” I asked as I crossed my arms.
“I have your details from the one time where I had to pay you out of my wage.” I swore softly as I turned my head sideways.
“So you gunna explain why?” He asked as he took my face in his hands so I had no choice but to look at him.
“It was partly my fault your car got stolen, I wanted to make it up to you.” I admitted quietly.
“Let, it was not your fault.” He sighed as he leaned his head against mine.
“If I hadn’t of opened the door-“
“Don’t even think that. Besides I Hector’s brought in some newbies for the race tomorrow. A couple of rich trust fund kids that think they can win using pink slips.”
“So you’re gunna race them for slips?” I asked and he nodded.
“Using whose car?” I asked knowingly and he smiled, pulling my body closer to his as he tried to suck up.
“I was kind hoping my girl would let me borrow hers for the night.” He let the sentence hand and I kept him in suspense by thinking it over.
“Only if you take the money.” I bargained.
“Letty no, I can’t. that’s yours.” He spoke firmly.
“What for? It’s just sitting there.”
“Good. That’s what it’s meant to do. Keep it in case you want to go to college one day.” I rolled my eyes in annoyance.
“Dom for the last time I’m not going to college. Not now, not ever.” I bit out and he made a noise of disapproval.
“I’m not taking it.”
“Half.” I tried again.
“No, none.” I opened my mouth to say something but he shook his head.
“It’s too late I’ve already sent it back to your account, along with interest.” He smirked.
“Interest?” I cried out in horror.
“I’ll keep sending it back with more if you try it again.”
“Sooner or later you’ll run out of money.” I muttered.
“Wanna test that theory?” He smirked and I sighed in resignation.
“Fine, you win.” I muttered.
“Thank you. Thank you for the thought but I can’t take it.” I sighed but nodded reluctantly.
“You can use my car if you promise not to lose it.” I joked half-heartedly.
“Hey, who do you think you’re talking to here?” He asked wounded as I laughed.