Death Race

Country N, Mountain Hell.

"Are you sure that Cole's here?" Reid asked with a cringe, his voice are low, making sure that no one will overheard his conversation with Andrew. They are hiding in the middle of the hype crowd so as people won't get suspicious of their identities.

They are on the top of the Mountain Hell. It is a mountain where the most dangerous race usually held. Death Race. In this kind of race, you are not only betting your pride as a racer and a mafioso, but your life. There is a reason why is it called death race, after all.

The death race is held every night and will start on top of the mountain. Every racer are not allowed to use light to see the routes, it is a matter of using your senses and intuiton, and don't even start talking about the routes. The roads are bumpy with lots of trees and high grasses, those people don't even bother to smoothen the road, and the road is in a form of zigzag.

Not to mention that since the race starts on top, the speed of the car is much faster than when it is on the flat road. That is because of the pull of gravity that pulls the car towards the foot of the mountain.

And the winner will take the loser's life.

From his understanding of his childhood friend, she didn't like this kind of violence.

... sort of.

She is still the little sister of this monster beside him.

"She should be here." Andrew answered, arranging the black mask he wore to make sure that his face is well covered. Unfortunately, no matter how lowkey he is, being one of the elites of the Lumière famiglia, his face are bound to be known by everyone.

And let's not talk about the famous womanizer beside him.

His whole existence are probably worth more than a billion of dollars, that's why many are after his head. And Andrew is talking the one above.

"According to the information that Amber hacked in Aisha's computers, Nicolette usually spends her weekends in Mountain Hell." Andrew resisted the urge to wince as the people around him shouted a cheer when a SSC Ultimate Aero are seen coming from below.

"That's her! The ultimate race queen!" Someone behind them shouted followed by a series of screams.

For someone who enjoys peace and quiet, Andrew was a shout away from slaughtering these peasants.

As the car nears, the crowd was split into two, creating a path for the car. And it just so happens that the car stops in front of Andrew and Reid.

The door to the driver's seat opens, and a long, smooth and fair legs stepped out from the seat, followed by a sexy woman with striking ombre hair (platinum blonde and hot pink) wearing a denim high waist shorts, a black tight fitting tank top, paired with high heel ankle boots, and both of her hands are covered with black leathered gloves.

She run her fingers through her hair before giving everyone a wide grin. The crowd cheered as the queen of races has appeared. Then her gaze swept around the crowd, before stopping at the two masked men. She didn't know who these two are, but they gave her a sense of familiarity.

Who are these two? Are they someone from the De La Torre, or one of Johnson's, that bastard, men? Nicolette has an eerie feeling about these two, it was better avoiding them for now. She'll investigate who they are and deal with them later.

For now, she'll kill that bïtch who dares to challenge her in death race.

"Tha... that's Cole?" Reid stuttered. Even though there is some resemblance to the girl in his memory, but the air between the Cole he knew from childhood, and the Cole now is different.

But she is Cole. Just a look at her grin, Reid knew that she is Cole.

Of course, Andrew also felt this way. "I'm sure, she is Nicolette."

Reid's heart beat skipped a bit, amd before he knew it, he already took a a few steps forward towards Nicolettw who is surrounded by people, but he was pulled back harshly Andrew.

"What in the actual fvck, Andrew!? That's Cole! She's alive... she---"

"Calm the hèll down, Reid!" Andrew said sternly through gritted teeth. "According to Aisha's information, her memories has been alternated! We might be even enemies in her eyes. We need to be cautious and don't act recklessly, understood?"

Reid pursed his lips but nodded his head nonetheless. "Also, stop calling her "Cole", if she ever hears it, you're good as a death person."

"Urgh, Nicolette is such a mouthful name." Reid complained but not once his eyes leave Nicolette. Up until now he still can't believe that she is alive, all these years of mourning, she is alive. "Since when did she became a fan of bright colors?" He asked, staring at her rather weird choice of hair color.

"Beats me." Andrew shrugged his shoulders. He appears to be calm and composed but in reality, he was itching to cross the distance between them and give her a big hug.

"Where's that courageous bïtch who challenges me!?" Suddenly, Nicolette's voice boomed around the mountain followed by a series of screams from the people.

"Maybe that person got scared and decided to hide." Someone laughs and the mocking statement was followed by another one.

"How stupid of her to even challenge the one and only Nicolette Einsberg of the De La Torre famiglia in the first place."

"Tell me about it, maybe she was already regretting it!"

"Who's regretting and who's scared?" A menacing cold voice cut off the mocking statements from everyone, then McLaren F1 stopped just a few feets away from the crowd.

Seeing that familiar car and plate number, both Andrew and Reid suddenly frowned. "Isn't that car belongs to..." Reid wasn't even finish talking when Antonette suddenly stepped out of the driver's seat, and she's with Nicholas who also stepped out from the passenger's seat.

Antonette has that usual cold look on her face, and one hand was inside of her jeans' pocket. "Antonette Meira from the Lumière famiglia, your challenger. Let's start the death race now, shall we?"

What in the hèll are they doing here!? Both Andrew and Reid shouted in their heads.