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Brian's POV
                          
"Hey," I say to Trinh, " I got something for you," I set the shot glasses that I got last night before I pulled that guy off Lorea.
                          
"A dirty shot glass, just what I've always wanted," She says sarcastically.
                          
"I got these from the club last night, there are two sets of prints in there, ones Campos', I think the other ones Braga's. You're going to have to go beyond Interpol."
                          
"So that means I have to contact individual agencies which mean that could take weeks?" I nod. "Okay," I get up to leave when my phone buzzes. I look at the screen,
                          
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 Areas POV
                          
I'm laying on the couch when my phone buzzes. I look at the screen, then at my pajamas.
                          
"Shit." I get up and run to my room and throw on black jeans, a dark red v-neck t-shirt, black knee high boots and a black leather jacket. I throw my hair up in a ponytail.
                          
"DOM!" I yell as I walk through my door. He walks out from the kitchen and throws me my keys while I grab my phone and walk out the kitchen door to my car.  I turn it on and drive off, following the GPS. I grab my locket from my console and slip it onto my neck quickly. I push the earpiece in my ear. I eventually pull through carwash type streamer things into a cement building.  I pull up and Dom parks next to me. I sit in my car and watch Brian drive through the streamers. The guys go around and start checking cars for trackers. I watch Brian try to get the tracker that must be in his console out. He then drops it in an energy drink.
                          
I kind of want to say dumbass.
                          
Dumbass.
                          
I watch as they make us drive into a semi.
                          
So were stuck in a truck. I get out, pulling a book from my dash and stand next to Dom's car. We're gonna be here for awhile. Dom motions for me to get in the passenger side, so I do.
                          
He looks at me,
                          
"Your mic work?" He asks, I nod. "Alright." I start reading An Abundance of Katherines, Dom rolls his eyes and leans back in his seat. These two guys jump down from above us, where their cars were parked and try to get our attention. I look up from my book, and they ask where we think they're taking us.
                          
"Doesn't matter," Dom says and I just keep reading. Mumbling about how those fucking assholes interrupting my reading for a stupid question. Dom chuckles. I read for awhile and then decide to go to my car. I get out and sit in my driver's seat, placing my book in the dashboard. I sigh and notice the semi turn and stop. It then backs in somewhere. The back of the truck opens and Brian backs out. I back out after him and park. I get out of my car and walk to the front of it. I sit on the hood.
                          
"Welcome to Mexico," Gisele says.