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[COLOR=DarkRed][SIZE=1]Sirens neared as the men finished up their deal in the abandoned office building right off the highway. The two suitcases were passed and the men hurried out the door to where a black 2006 Lincoln Town car awaited two of the three men. As one climbed in with the suitcase the other stopped before getting in.[B]?Where is your ride Frank??[/B] The other man closed his cell phone as the roar of an extremely high powered engine was heard. Bright blue tinted halogen lights came around the corner and as the car neared the roar of its engine made everything seem to shake. The man just stared as the car came into the light.

It was a 1969 Dodge Charger R/T that was painted a deep black that had just a tint of blue when the light struck it a certain way and was sitting at an angle. The back tires were several sizes bigger then to front giving the car a sort of tilt you would see on a drag car. It had a huge Daytona spoiler fin on the back and custom sides and the front had a backwards slanted slope on it that barely touched the ground and connected right under the grill. On the side was a vinyl in an evil sort of tribal writing that spelled Diablo in semi bright blue. The chrome on the rims, the grill, the holly, and the pipes shone almost like another sun. The windows were tinted a dark black and underneath the car were blue neons pulsing slowly.

When the car came to a stop, Frank opened up the trunk letting the slow pulsing blue light of the neons in the back spill out followed by a sudden wave of bass from three 12 inch Memphis subs powered by a large JL Audio amp and four 10lb. nos tanks could be seen gleaming in the light. He tossed the bag in the back and ran around and opened the side door and sat down in the car. The inside was black with blue here and there and blue neons still carried the same slow pulse inside like their counterparts on the outside.

The Charger?s tires peeled out as the roar of the engine was heard and the car took off with the Lincoln behind it as the cops and feds suddenly came flying around the corner. The two cars took off onto the highway and sped down the road. Frank looked in the side mirror then to the young man driving. [B]?Are you sure you can out run them??[/B] The man looked over and laughed. [B]?If you would pay me the proper amount I might?[/B] He slowly let his foot off the gas pedal and the car began to slow down as the Lincoln passed by them and the lights of the cop cars were almost right behind them. Frank immediately opened up the briefcase and took out a wad of bills. [B]?There?s the rest and more. Now go?[/B] The three neon blue circle valves on the holly opened as the driver hit the gas making the car lurch and twist from the amount of sheer torque.

The Charger gained the ground on the Lincoln in a matter of seconds with the cops right behind him. [B]?Do you need him for another job??[/B] Frank shook his head. [B]?One time deal?[/B] The charger came up right behind the Lincoln and tapped its rear right quarter panel sending the car sliding out of control and plowing into three of the five cop cars. The other two swerved around the collision and tore off after the Charger as it turned down a dirt road. [B]?Be advised the subject just turned into a dead end prepare a cell for the felon?[/B] One of the officers opened up the loud speaker. [B]?Come out of the car with your hands up high? [/B] The Charger rocked back and forth as the driver revved its engine. The bright blue halogen lights suddenly switched to the high beams then back to normal several times and the Charger stopped revving its engine.

Suddenly the brake lights of a huge eighteen wheeler came on behind the cop cars making the get out of the way as the charger sped forward and into the back of the semi. The rig pulled out with the cop cars right behind it. When the truck turned onto the main road two spike strips suddenly appeared out of the ground slashing the cop?s tires. The car was lifted up and over onto a rack as Frank and the driver got out and climbed down the ladders on both sides. Frank looked around at the setup. [B]?I see you do real good in your business. But I suggest finding some partners?[/B] Frank climbed into his own car which had been stored on the bottom row and drove off into the night. The driver smiled. ?Doesn?t sound like a bad idea?


American highways. Places were some of the greatest chases have made. Also were the most deadly have been as some. Although most street racers just race for their cash. Some go about it a different way. Drug running. Transporting the buyers and sellers to and from their houses and where their meeting is taken place. It pays a lot but you have to be the best and the fastest in order to keep up with ever raising demands. One drug runner by the name of Diablo is notoriously the best and is one of America?s most wanted due to this fact. Although no one knows who he is he is looked upon by other racers with respect. Especially no that several rumors are going around that he is looking for partners in his business but only wants two.

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