Thread: The Good, the Bad, and the Fast (Sparxman and driven)

It didnt come as much of a surprise to him when he could see how relieved she had seemed to look when he had told her that there wasnt a single scratch on her car. He could understand perfectly why she had seemed to be so relieved. It was the same reason he would often be glad whenever he was able to keep his car in perfect condition. Most racers felt an undeniable love for their car and Kai was no different. There were times when he loved his car more than life itself, so he could understand how she felt. He also knew how she was likely to feel and what she may have been likely to do if there had been a single scratch on her car. Not that he would have blamed her if she reacted the way he imagined she would. Its only because he would have reacted the same way if someone had been dumb enough to scratch his car. As he had mentioned her car again, Kai watched her closely and it almost looked as if she was trying to stop herself from saying something to him. He just looked in her direction with a smile on his face. I can see your car means a lot to you because I can see the way youre trying so hard not to say something to me. Anyway, it doesnt take a genius to figure out youve poured a ton of money into that car of yours and I imagine she has been worth every penny. Still, it is surprising as to just how much money you can put into your car, isnt it? He shifted in his chair a little bit. Not that Im saying putting a lot of money into your car is a bad thing. God only knows how much money Ive put into my car. I think Ive actually lost track of how much money has gone into my car now. He said, brushing a few strands of hair behind his ear. Of course he knew that she would never actually give her the permission to drive her car. It was why he had said he would drive it anyway, and he had meant it too. One way or another, Kai was determined that he was going to get behind the wheel of her car to drive it for a bit. It was a Mustang after all, and Kai loved to drive Mustangs whether they were old models or not. Kai leaned forward in his chair, smiling mischievously at the comment she had made. He was beginning to think that there was the chance they may just get along well enough to get somewhere with their assignment. Okay, well I will give you that one. I admit that its not all about power, but as a drifter, you also have to admit that power does play a part in it. You know that you cant have one without the other. You cant have skill without the power. Skill and power go hand in hand, but yes I do agree that they should train these guys a little better. After all, something tells me that there arent going to be many street racers and drifters who will join up with the FBI or any other agency for that matter. He leaned back in his chair again and clasped both of his hands behind his head. Im sure they would have a much higher success rate of catching these racers if I were out on the streets. He sounded confident of his abilities behind the wheel. Oh, we all make stupid mistakes from time to time. At least now you will probably remember to change your plates after eluding the cops again. He nodded his head as she had responded to his comment about the older Mustangs. Yeah, well you are right about that. The older Mustangs are much harder to beat, especially when other racers arent expecting to see an older model. He tilted his head to the side slightly when she had mentioned she hadnt been lucky enough to see an older model. Youve really never seen an older model Mustang? He tapped his chin lightly with his finger. There again, not many racers out there favour the older models now, especially older Mustangs. Anyway, if youre lucky, you may just get to see a classic older model during the course of this assignment. His lips curled up into more of a smile as he had said this. He didnt mention that the classic older model Mustang she could see happened to belong to him though. What would you do if you were lucky enough to see a classic older model Mustang? The only reason Kai had told her more about the group they were dealing with really was quite simple. Kai wanted her to be prepared for the assignment, and in his opinion, the only way for her to be properly prepared for the assignment was to know the truth about the group they had to deal with. Despite what he knew about the group, it didnt mean he was looking forward to dealing with them. They certainly were a dangerous group and had to be taken down. Just how long it was going to take to take down the group was a completely different matter. That was also why Kai was there. He was there to look out for Roslyn if things did get out of hand. It was going to be a tough assignment for sure, but one he was confident they would be able to get through..hopefully without a scratch. He nodded his head once again as she told him she had an idea as to who they were dealing with. Well thats good to know. I thought it would be better to tell you what this group is really like just to prepare you for whats ahead. Anyway, try not to worry about them too much as thats what Im going to be there for. I will do my best to keep you out of trouble while you do what you do best. Kai leaned back in his chair and set his hands down on the table. He could see her thinking over his idea for a cover story, and for a moment, he did think that she wasnt going to agree with it. Its probably why he felt glad when he heard her response. Thinking over what she said, he nodded his head in agreement. Yeah, I think that makes sense. We could say that we only saw the guy at the track this one time so we wouldnt know much about him if we do get asked about him. He said with a simple shrug of his shoulders. Okay, well thats fine with me. I will call you Roz then, and that also means that you wont be able to refer to me as Agent after all. I guess that means youre going to have to call me Kai. He smiled a little bit before he pushed out his chair and rose to his feet. And maybe if this assignment goes well enough, I may even consider taking you to the track for a bit. He still had her keys wrapped around his finger and he walked around the table, stopping just by her chair and he looked down at her. Come on, its time to get out of here. Now youve been fully briefed on the assignment, theres no reason to be here anymore. I think its time we went to check out one of these drifting events youre going to be taking part in. He waited for her to get up and as he waited, he made his way over to the door of the interview room. Once there, he opened it up and stood in the doorway. I may even give you these back. He said, spinning her keys around his finger again.