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Izzy arrived at the base and drove up to the building. She smiled politely at the guard as he opened the bay doors for her, allowing her to drive in and park her car among the others. She left her keys in the ignition and her back in the backseat, taking a mental note to grab them later. She saw the team and Mr. Nobody waiting for her and she approached them quickly. "What happened?"

"There's been a slight change of plans." Mr. Nobody sighed. Izzy shared a look with Franco, both of them knowing their boss hated it when he had to switch things around after something had already been set in motion. "We found Shaw sooner than we planned on."

"That's good, right?" Izzy looked to Genie for confirmation but he shook his head. "Why is that not a good thing?"

"It's very convoluted but we lost him." Izzy's jaw dropped. "But we know where's going next."

"Okay..." Izzy trailed off. "So where does that leave us now?"

"You and the team will head to a meeting I've set up with Agent Hobbs and I'll take the Bravo team with me."

"Hobbs? Isn't he in the hospital?" Izzy knew briefly of the man, having been the one to contact him for her boss time and time again, but she'd never actually met him in person.

"He is but he's got something I need. It's a simple in and out. Get what I need and get back here."

"So why does the whole team have to go? Why not just two of them?"

"Consider it a team mission." Mr. Nobody grinned at her. "Head out." He watched Genie pull Izzy away and he checked his watch for the time. He headed to the truck his team would use for transport and he pushed down the doubt clouding his brain. He knew what he was doing could potentially ruin the somewhat peaceful life the girl had created for herself over the years but he had to do what he needed to. He needed Dominic Toretto on his side. And if he had to deal with an angry Izzy, then so be it.

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"His room is this way." The group followed Franco down the brightly lit hallway. They stopped outside the room and he moved aside for Izzy to enter first. "You're up." Izzy nodded and pushed the door open.

"Can I help you?" Luke Hobbs felt his body tense up as he watched the brunette woman walk into his room with a slightly taller blond man behind her. The man shut the door and stood with his back to it as he watched him carefully.

"Hello Mr. Hobbs, I'm Izzy Torres, we've spoken on the phone a few times." Izzy sat herself in the chair beside the hospital bed and gave the kindest smile she could. "I'm here on behalf of Mr. Nobody."

"I remember you." Luke nodded and returned her smile. "Nice to finally put a face to the voice."

"Likewise, sir." Izzy grinned. "I believe you have something for me?"

"Right." Luke reached under the pillow and he noticed the man at the door move closer, his hand already on his gun. "Easy, now," Luke assured him. He put his hand back into view, a thin white envelope in it. "Here." He handed it to Izzy and he quirked an eyebrow as he watched her open it. The aloof man obviously put a lot of trust in her.

Izzy read over the words written on the paper and she nodded. She had what she needed. "I hope your recovery goes well. If you need anything, you have my number."

"Will do." Izzy and Genie left the room without another word, the girl folding the envelope and tucking it into the waistband of her jeans. She couldn't trust it wouldn't fall out of her pocket.

"Let's go." The men formed a protective circle around the girl as they walked through the hospital and she mentally sighed at how lame their mission was. She couldn't understand why her boss hadn't just come himself. She pondered whether she should tell him so and decided against it. Though, unbeknownst to her, she'd be yelling at him pretty soon anyway.

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MEANWHILE. . .

"I'm Mr. Nobody."

"It's a big entrance for a nobody," Dom remarked. He looked around the room as the man before him sipped from a beer. There was a wall of monitors with a single keyboard and chair. He knew he was in someone's private office and judging by the looks of the man in front of him, it wasn't his. And he guessed that it didn't belong to the man standing next to the desk either.

"Look, I can help you if you help me. You're looking for a man my elite team's already tracked. But to be honest with you, I don't give two shits about Deckard Shaw. It's you I want. Well, you and your team."

"Why?" Dom wasn't beating around any bushes, he wanted the whole truth.

"Because you and I can help each other get what we need."

"I'm listening." Dom motioned for him to continue.

"Just recently a private military company led by a wanted man named Mose Jakande kidnapped a hacker known only by the name 'Ramsey'. Now, Lady Liberty's got her panties in a bunch over this, but rightfully so, because this Ramsey has created something interesting. Something my best hacker had a hand in making." Mr. Nobody turned to the man beside the monitors and nodded. "Say hello to God's Eye."

Dom walked closer to the screens and stared curiously at them. "Now this can hack into anything on the digital network. If it's a got a microphone or a lens, it can find you."

"So you invited me here to show me a tracking device?" Dom inquired.

"A tracking device on steroids." Mr. Nobody corrected him. "In the early development stages of this program, my best hacker hacked into it and modified it. Once that was done, Ramsey was able to finalize it from there. He just didn't know he was getting help." Mr. Nobody grinned as Dom struggled to understand the hidden joke. "Let me put it to you this way. It took us ten years to track down Bin Laden, with this, we could've done it in ten minutes."

"So why do you need me?"

"Because you want something I already have. My agent tracks Shaw's every move. We know where he'll be before he even gets there. Do this for us and my agent will give you every location he's ever been." Mr. Nobody could sense he wasn't sealing the deal just yet. "You can go from being hunted to being the hunter. You get Ramsey, you get God's Eye, I'll give you Shaw. So what do you say?"

"I think you already know what I'm gonna say." Dom quirked his eyebrow. "But we do it my way, with my crew."

"I figured you'd say that." Mr. Nobody gestured towards the Windows that overlooked the giant warehouse. "Which is why I've taken the Liberty of gathering them for you." The giant bay are doors opened and Dom saw a suburban roll in. "I only have one suggestion."

"And what's that?" Dom smirked.

"You utilize my best team."

"Can they drive?" Dom asked.

"It's in their blood." Mr. Nobody chuckled at the hidden meaning. He and Dom made their way down the stairs, meeting his crew halfway as they looked around the place in awe.

"And who are you?" Roman stopped his loud ranting as he noticed the unfamiliar man standing beside Dom.

"I'm Mr. Nobody."

"Is he for real?" Roman glanced at Dom incredulously. "He is ain't he?"

"He's sure." Dom nodded, which caused Roman to go on another endless rant. "Where's this team you talked about?"

Mr. Nobody went to answer but the sound of the giant doors opening echoing around them caused him to stop and grin. "They're here." Dom's crew moved to stand beside him and they all watched the giant truck roll in. "Gentleman and lady, my elite team." The doors opened all at once and Dom and Brian shared a wary look as they watched each man walk towards them. The four men stood before Dom and he scrutinized each of them. If he was being forced to work with them, he needed to be sure he could trust them. He took a quick glance at his crew before looking back at the men.

"Everyone, these are my best men. This is Franco," the tanned man nodded to him, "Genie, Cowboy," the two blond men straightened their posture as their names were said, "and Monty." Monty stood to his full height and Roman gulped nervously before moving closer to Brian who chuckled under his breath. "Where's—?"

"She's coming," Genie informed him.

"Where's who?" Letty spoke up for the first time since they'd arrived.

"The last member of the team. She's not really on the team but she goes on missions with them when she's not behind a computer screen."

"She's the hacker you talked about?" Dom inquired.

"The very one." Mr. Nobody looked around and he smiled widely when he saw her heading their way, her attention on the phone in her hand. "And here she is."

"I swear the reception here gets worse every day," Izzy mumbled to herself as she stopped beside her boss, not paying attention to who he was talking to.

"Everyone meet Izzy Torres, my pride and joy." Izzy chuckled as she heard his words and looked up. Her jaw dropped as she noticed the people beside him. They shared her shock and she couldn't stop the next words from tumbling out of her mouth.

"Oh shit."