She explained my first job and I got nervous, really nervous.
Now I know why she forgot about the 10 000 $.
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I haven’t been in L.A for a couple a years now.
But nothing really changed.

I drove this new Mercedes SLK.
I gift from my new boss. She said I could use this whenever I want.
The traffic light turns red and I cant believe I’m doing this.
I want to run. Away from crazy Peggy Peabody, home to my girl.
But I cant I’m going to this illegal race thing. Try to get this Shane girl to work for the fucking Peabody group.
I took a right and I saw a lot of people and a lot of hot cars.

Two tall guys are coming to my car.
I pulled the window down.
"You cant drive through her hot Lady", the blond guy said.
"I dont wanna drive through…I wanna watch!".
He looks at the other guy, "Get out the car".
I do what he says.
The dark haired guy looks at me like he try to figure out if I’m a cop. While the blonde one is searching through my car.
"Take off you’re jacket", the blond one says. He takes it and searches for a wheapon.
"I think she’s clean", the blond one says to his friend.
"Alright!".
They let me park.

There are a lot of awsome cars here. People were talking about the newest stuff on the auto market.
I dont really care about that…

I see five cars in front of the people. I guess that are the race cars.
I need to have a good look…I need to see how this Shane Girl is driving. I lean against a blue Porsche next to a hot latina.
"You’re new", she says.
"Yeah I am". I say without looking at her. Where the fuck is that Shane Girl?
"So, are you in a bet or are you just here for watching?", the latina chick asks.
"At the moment I just want to watch", I answer bevore I look at her. She’s really beautiful. Long brown hair, nice skin color and an awsome body.
I think she knows I’m cheaking her out, but I doesn’t seem to bother her.
"Do you know where exactly the’ll be driving?".
For a short moment she looks at me, then she gives me a map from the hood ot the porsche.

"The start here", she says and puts her finger on the map, "Then they have to go all day way down to the hollywood bulevard by the highway and then the come back through Santa Monica".

I nod, "How long will the be driving?".
"I guess the first one will be back after about 5 minutes".
"Thanks".
"You’re welcome", she puts the map back on the hood.
I look on the five cars again. I still haven’t seen this Shane Girl. What the hell is she doing? The race has to start in a couple a seconds….

Suddendly I hear some breaks. And the people are getting out the way as a red honda civic is coming thru.

The car stops exactly in line with the other five race cars.
And finally she gets out.
"Shane McCutcheon?".
"Yeah…that’s her", I hear the latina chick saying.
She gives a couple a people a short smile but turns to her car again quick.
She checks her tires and her hood. When everything seems okay she gets back in the car.

The race is about to start.
A young good looking guy comes to the latina chick. He somehow reminds my of that Shane girl.
He hands her a Walkie Talkie and goes to the start line again.
"Okay, everybody on the positions?".
The latina girl says in her walkie talkie.
I hear a few guys and girls saying there positions and that they were ready.
"Fine", she says and nods to a blonde chick at the start line.

She goes between the cars, straight in the middle. She raises her hands up and as she claps the race starts.