𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵

                                    

                                          

                            

                                
                            
                              
                                  
                              
                              
                                
                                  
                                  
                                
                              
                             
                            
                            
                          
                          

CONVERSATION AND MUSIC BUZZED in the air, vibrating through the floor as various partygoers mingled with champagne flutes balanced in their jewellery-clad hands. 
A certain pair of silver heels clicked against the solid floor, yet the noise was undetectable over the indistinct chatter. The woman carefully made her way through the crowds, feeling her floor length dress brush against her ankles as she walked. 
Her delicate brown curls bounced gently with every calculated step. Her eyes darted around the apartment with deadly precision, like a hunter seeking out their prey. 
The cold metal of the throwing knives strapped to her thighs ignited chills throughout her legs, only serving as a constant reminder of what she was there to do ─ what she wanted to do.
Natalie Shaw was determined to put a very large wrench in Dominic's plans, but more importantly, she was determined to continue to avenge her brother-in-law with the help of her family.
Though, a small voice in the back of her mind was whispering that her path of vengeance was also for someone else ─ herself. Natalie King reminded her that she deserved justice too, and thanks to her siblings and mother, she had the exact skill set for the job. 
And if the woman really focused, there was another, much younger, voice within the fray: one that still held out hope for the redemption of her biological older brother. Natalie Toretto wished that it hadn't evolved to this, and that Dominic hadn't truly meant to condemn and endanger his baby sister and─
"Is everyone in position?" Xavier King's familiar voice questioned from the small, concealed earpiece wedged in Natalie's left ear, effectively cutting off her thoughts.
"Deckard and I are waiting next to the elevator. Standing by for the signal." Hattie Shaw answered firmly, glancing at her brother, who leaned casually against the wall beside the elevator with a briefcase clutched tightly in his hand. 
"Headed to the systems room now." The voice of Alice King came next whilst the woman approached where Tej and Ramsey waited, completely oblivious to the threat coming their way.
"Waiting for Toretto on the main floor." Jakob Toretto confirmed, catching Natalie's eye as he spoke; he was also milling about the party, trying to find his older brother and keep an eye out for any of his crew.
"Well, you know exactly where I am─" The sarcastic Nick King spoke up from beside Xavier, only to grunt when his brother's elbow was driven into his gut. "Ow, what the fuck did you do that for?!" 
Natalie couldn't help but roll her eyes in amusement and attempt to fight the smile tugging at the corner of her glossed lips. Though, her face quickly became stoic when she spotted two familiar figures milling through the crowds: Toretto and O'Connor.
It wasn't long before she also spotted Roman Pearce, who was looking around amazed whilst sipping on the champagne in his hand.
"Toretto, O'Connor, and Pearce are all on the floor." She spoke discreetly, notifying the others through her earpiece. The first two were headed towards where Xavier and Nick were, whilst Jakob tailed them, leaving her free to stay where she was.