Isabella's POV

I had been watching Luke Hobbs for a while. He was getting ready to leave, and Deckard gave me a look that told me it was time. "He's heading out. Let's go."

I nodded, standing up and following him inside. Deckard was already at the computer, working. I walked over to him, unable to resist, and kissed his cheek. "God, I love you."

Deckard looked up, his lips curling into a grin as he kissed me back. "God, I love you too."

I stepped into the shadows, making sure I was out of sight—out of Hobbs' view. He didn't know I was there yet. I watched as he came into the room, clearing his throat to get Deckard's attention.

"Just one sec," Deckard said, not even bothering to look up.

Hobbs wasn't the type to wait. He stepped fully into the room, his voice low and threatening. "You're hell-bent on playing IT guy, huh? You better start talking before I break that finger six different ways and stick it where the sun doesn't shine."

Deckard remained calm, never flinching. "Agent Hobbs, right?"

"That's right," Hobbs said, his tone hardening. "I'm also the last man on earth whose computer you want to be hacking into. You just earned yourself a dance with the devil, boy. You're under arrest."

I stepped out from the shadows, my voice cutting through the tension. "Yeah, we know. Tell Toretto, after you make it out of here alive, that we're coming. He messed with the wrong family."

Hobbs turned to me, his face hard, but Deckard spoke before I could say anything else.

"I don't care about your damn computer," Deckard said coldly. "We're here for the team that crippled my brother."

Hobbs scoffed. "There ain't no goddamn team. It was just one man, and he's standing right in front of you."

Deckard pulled out a USB flash drive, his eyes locked on Hobbs as he turned to face me. "The lady was right. You're a terrible liar."

In the blink of an eye, Deckard kicked the desk, sending it flying, and jumped over it, knocking Hobbs to the ground. The two of them collided, and chaos broke loose. I knew it was about to get ugly, but I had to trust Deckard's plan.

I stayed close to him, stepping forward when I saw Hobbs get the upper hand for a moment. The sound of glass shattering echoed through the room, and I didn't hesitate—I kicked Hobbs in the back.

"Did your mother never teach you not to touch other people?" I snapped.

Hobbs looked at me, stunned for a moment. But that was all Deckard needed. He jumped back into the fight, taking Hobbs down with a hard punch.

The fight raged on. I stayed close, knowing that Deckard wasn't going to back down. He was showing Hobbs exactly who was in charge, lifting him up and throwing him back to the ground.

"Deckard!" I shouted, watching as Hobbs tried to recover.

Hobbs grumbled, "Goddamn IT guys."

Deckard didn't waste any time. He grabbed a glass, and with one swift motion, he slashed Hobbs across the arm. The impact sent Hobbs stumbling, but he wasn't done yet. He grabbed a gun.

As Hobbs aimed, Deckard rolled quickly to avoid the shots. I made my move, heading toward Deckard, but Hobbs saw me and turned, firing at me.

I pulled out my own gun, firing back. The chaos continued, the air thick with tension. Suddenly, a voice rang out—someone else had entered the room. "Hobbs!" the voice yelled.

"On me!" Hobbs called out.

Deckard rolled to where I was, tossing a bomb into the middle of the room, and kicked a table over to protect us. He smiled at me. "You're okay."

I nodded, watching as the bomb started its countdown. This wasn't over yet.

The bomb ticked down faster, and Hobbs, looking over at it, cursed. "Elena!" he shouted.

The bomb exploded, the force of it shaking the entire building as it erupted into flames. Deckard and I were thrown back, hitting the ground hard, but I didn't feel any pain. I didn't care about Hobbs and Elena—Dom needed to know we were coming.

Deckard and I got up, dusting ourselves off. Our mission wasn't done yet. We knew where Dom's so-called "family" was. We were going after them, and nothing was going to stop us.

Author's Note:

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