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? " to drive (a car engine) at or above its rated maximum rpm"
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In the world of high-stakes racing, there's a term for pushing an engine to its absolute limits: redline. It's a p...
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After Hector had come into Harry's asking for a significant amount of supplies for his cars, Brian became suspicious. That night, he snuck out to look under the hoods of Hector's cars to ensure Hector wasn't the one boosting the trucks. Unbeknownst to Brian, Vince had followed him and watched as he broke into Hector's garage. Once Brian was back outside, Vince knocked Brian out and dragged him to a junkyard where Dom and Scarlett were waiting.
"Dom, are you sure about this? You know how Vince can get," Scarlett asked Dom, concern evident in her voice as they waited.
"He thinks the Buster is a cop. Let's see what he finds out," Dom replied, his tone calm but firm.
They watched as Vince dragged Brian over, a gun pointed at his head. Scarlett's instinct was to knock Vince down for his aggressive behavior, but she held back, needing to hear what Brian had to say first.
"He moans like a cop," Vince stated, suspicion lacing his words.
Brian looked around, trying to get his bearings. He noticed Scarlett standing a bit away, observing the scene with a mix of concern and curiosity. Dom stepped out of the shadows in front of Scarlett blocking her from his view, his presence commanded attention.
"Brian, this is one of those times you need to be clear about what you say. Nod if you understand me." Brian nodded. "Sit up. Tell me what the hell you're doing down here," Dom demanded, his authority unmistakable.
"Shit. What am I doing? Dom, I owe you a 10-second car. And what this is about, this is about Race Wars. I just went in there, and Hector is gonna be running three Honda Civics with Spoon engines. And on top of that, he just came into Harry's and he ordered three T66 turbos, with NOS and a MoTeC system exhaust," Brian panted, trying to explain himself, still a bit in a daze from the hard hit to his head.
"So, what are you saying, Brian? You're gonna check everybody's shit out, one garage after another?" Scarlett finally spoke stepping forward, her tone challenging as she tried to read Brian's intentions.
"Yeah. Because, Dom, Scar, you know I can't lose again," Brian replied, desperation in his voice.
"He's a cop. He's a cop!" Vince yelled, his suspicion turning into accusation.
"You a cop?" Dom asked seriously. In response, Brian shook his head.
"Let's go for a little ride," Dom decided.
The four of them got into Jesse's car, with Scarlett squeezed in between Brian and Vince. The high levels of testosterone made her roll her eyes. Jesse was in the driver's seat, and they drove to Johnny Tran's garage. Making Jesse stay back to keep watch for Tran and his crew, the three boys, along with Scarlett, hopped over the fence. As Brian helped Scarlett land softly by placing his hands on her hips, she gave his arm a little squeeze in gratitude once her feet were on the ground.
