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When skeletal remains wash up along the shores of a local river the cold case unit is thrown into the secretive world of Philadelphia’s 1988 underground street racing scene.

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“It’s happened twice now; I don’t think we can ignore this anymore,” Scotty added. “We’ve both dated cops before; it doesn’t usually end well. Added to that is the fact that you’re technically still seeing someone. How is Ryan anyway?”

Lilly sighed. “I don’t know.”

“You mean he doesn’t know,” Scotty responded.

“No, I mean I don’t know, because I can’t get in touch with him. Every contact I have for him keeps sending me to voice mail,” Lilly explained.

“Well, when you do finally reach him, what are you going to say? Are you going to break up with him? Are you going to tell him about us?” Scotty asked.

Lilly began to sweat. “I don’t know!”

“Well, you need to figure out what you want, Lilly! You keep coming to my place! You’ve obviously thought about us before! I’m just curious as to why you’ve chosen to act on it now?” asked Scotty.

“You haven’t exactly turned me away! Have you thought about us before?” asked Lilly.

Stillman approached Scotty’s desk. “Scotty, can I see you in my office for two minutes?”

Scotty stood up slowly and followed John through the glass door of his office. “I’m supposed to meet Lilly in observation soon, boss. What’s going on?”

“Something has been eating at me lately, and I think you are the only one I can trust with it. You may have noticed that my punctuality has been somewhat suspect lately,” Stillman explained.

“It’s been discussed,” said Scotty timidly.

“Well, there is a reason for it. Do you remember Carla Guest?” asked Stillman.

“The sister from the Brandon Lake case,” Scotty added.

“We stayed in touch afterwards, and I found out that she was a widow. Long story short, she sold her house in Chicago and moved here. Among other things, I’ve been helping her move these past few weeks,” Stillman explained.

“That’s your big secret, you met someone?” asked Scotty.

“She’s not just some stranger, Scotty. Technically, she was a witness; she gave us evidence that lead to a conviction. It’s a bit of an ethical gray area; I’d hate for anything to get misconstrued,” Stillman responded.

“Maybe if it was still an open case, but the dust settled on that case months ago. I think you are worrying over nothing,” insisted Scotty.

“Be that as it may, I would appreciate it if you kept this between us for now,” Stillman suggested.

“Have it your way,” said Scotty as he turned to leave the office.

Stillman called him back. “I just shared a secret with you, Scotty. Feel free to do the same with me any time.”

“If I have any worth sharing, you’ll be the first to know,” said Scotty as he left.
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July 22, 1988

The driver of the tan station wagon didn’t even have a license plate to go off of when a blurry deep blue car cut him off at the intersection of Chestnut St. and S 2nd St. at speeds well over the posted limit. All he could catch was some writing on the driver’s side door: ‘Mach 3’ painted in white. But this would soon be forced out of his memory when four more fast-moving cars blew past him.

But the ‘Mach 3’ driver had only one concern on his mind as he turned right onto S Front St. and then right again onto Walnut St. This was the silver Isuzu in front of him with a large black star painted across the rear window. A black circle surrounded the star and under this was written one word also in black: ‘Torch’.

Perhaps he should have been paying more attention to the racers behind him, for, after turning right onto S Broad St., he felt a jarring impact on the right side of the car from a yellow Subaru that was attempting to push past him. The impact sent the ‘Mach 3’ car into a fish tail. The driver was forced to slam on the break as he steered frantically to make the recovery. When he finally straightened out he was no longer staring at silver or even yellow. He was seeing red in the form of a red Dodge with the word ‘Viper’ painted in white across the rear. He had lost at least two positions. He was now in the bottom three, and, as a prospect, this was not where he wanted to be.

The racers did a lap around City Hall Station before turning onto Market St. They were close to the finish, and the ‘Mach 3’ driver knew he was in trouble. … Or was he? As he made the right turn onto N 17th St., he saw that ‘Viper’ was no longer in front of him. Nobody was.

For a brief moment he thought he had somehow pulled off a win. As he turned on to Arch St., all he saw in front of him was the tall Hispanic girl in a black dress and matching heels near a vacant lot marking where the finish point was. But the feeling was short lived as suddenly four cars in a row shot out of a nearby alley; the silver ‘Torch’ car leading the pack. They raced to the girl who waved a red flag after the third place racer blew past her. It was over.

The cars came to a screeching halt in the lot. A white male in torn jeans, black sneakers, and white tank who stood nearly 6 ft. tall exited the ‘Torch’ car. The girl walked up to him and whispered in his ear. “Well people, it would seem that victory is mine, and ‘Cherry’ over here tells me that all three prospects landed in the bottom half.”

“That’s very disappointing for the future of our crew,” ‘Cherry’ added. She walked over to the ‘Mach 3’ car. “But it also means that three pink slips are up for grabs; it’s time to pay the piper. Didn’t anyone tell you? Prospects put their wheels on the line when they challenge the Black Star Racers. That’s why most people aren’t stupid enough to do it.”

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A blue car door with a black star in the center of a black circle with ‘Mach 3’ painted under it in black sank to the bottom of the Delaware River with a body clinging to it.

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Lilly Rush and Scotty Valens met John Stillman and Andrew Darius along the banks of the Delaware. They arrived in time to see two uniformed officers loading prisoners into a white van. “Some kind of prison half day?” asked Scotty.

“I guess for them it is. A community service cleanup crew was picking up trash along the Delaware today when one of the prisoners got a little more than he bargained for,” Stillman explained. He motioned to the scene behind him; a blue car door with a black star in the center of a black circle painted on it. The words ‘Mach 3’ were painted in black underneath the circle, and a skeleton clung to the inside of the door. “The prisoner speared the door first, and after some digging it came up from the water along with the bones.”

“Medical examiner says we’re looking at a young adult male, most likely Caucasian,” Darius added.

“No visible signs of trauma are present on the skeleton. Most likely this guy drowned, but how he ended up in the water is anyone’s guess. I put a call in to have divers search this section of the river, but I’m thinking any forensic evidence from the body was probably washed away a long time ago,” Stillman informed.

“Are you sure this guy is ours? How do we know he doesn’t belong to the New Jersey side of the river?” asked Scotty.

“Vera and Miller put a call into Camden, NJ earlier, but who knows how long it will be before we get a response?” Stillman replied. “This tag looks familiar though.”

“You knew this guy?” asked Lilly.

Stillman shook his head. “I don’t recognize this particular vehicle, but I recognize this black star with the circle around it. It was an emblem used to identify members of this band of illegal street racers that terrorized Philadelphia and surrounding counties for the better part of the late 1980s.”

Lilly bent down over the body and retrieved a piece of plastic that was sticking out of the pocket of the blue, button-down shirt that still hung on the body. “Our guy has a license, and it does appear to be a white male. … ‘Andy Rickon’. … The license was issued on June 7, 1989 in … Gary, IN?”

“A guy comes all of the way from Indiana to take part in an underground street race in Philly?” asked Scotty.

“These guys all went by street names, Scotty; it’s probably a forgery,” insisted Stillman.

“What are the odds that it’s probably a stolen car too?” asked Andrew.

“I can’t rule it out; the racing wasn’t the only thing these guys were known for,” Stillman replied.

Scotty sneered. “So to summarize we don’t know whose car this is, we don’t know how it ended up in the water, and we don’t know if ‘Andy Rickon’ is a real person.”

Lilly looked up from the body. “Who doesn’t love an easy one?”

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Nick Vera was seated at his desk on the phone back at the station. “I can assure you, sir, this is not a prank phone call. … I really am a cop. … I’m sure you’ve had a few new cars since then. … Did you or did you not file a stolen vehicle report regarding a blue Ford Escort Sedan back in 1989? I just need you to tell me if you remember anything new about that incident. Did you see the guy … and that’s another hang-up.”

“At least people are talking to you,” Miller added from the desk beside him. “All of these other police departments just keep passing me around. I’ve tried New Jersey, Delaware, and, just in case, Indiana. Nobody can find this guy.”

“There’s nothing in our files either,” Stillman added as he approached them with Lilly, Scotty, and Andrew in tow.

“We checked records all of the way from 1988-1992. Nobody reported any Andy Rickon matching our guy’s description missing in all of that time; this guy is a ghost,” Lilly informed.

“I fared slightly better in my research of the Black Star club. I asked around highway patrol if they knew anything about them. Nobody I had spoken to had ever heard of the Black Stars, but they pointed me to this guy ‘old man Don’,” Stillman explained.

“’Old man Don’?” Scotty asked.

“Don Larken, he’s a highway patrol officer, and according to the guys I talked to he’s a patrolman from way back. Like 1988 back,” Stillman added.

“Over 22 years on the force and the guy is still a beat cop,” Andrew intervened.

“Not everyone wants the pressure of a higher position. I can’t say that I blame them,” insisted Stillman. “Rush and Valens, head down to Patrol and see what he remembers. Meanwhile, the rest of us will keep digging.”
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Don Larken was a tanned white-haired man of 50 dressed in the deep blue of his uniform. Lilly and Scotty followed him past another officer instructing someone to blow into a breathalyzer before arriving at his desk. “It’s not every day that the brass comes down to see us street grunts. What can we possibly do for you?”

“I wouldn’t exactly call us ‘the brass’; we have a boss too,” insisted Scotty.

The group sat around Don’s white, metal desk. Lilly pulled a photograph out of the file she was carrying. It was of a rusted car door with a black star in the center of a black circle painted on it with the words ‘MACH 3’ painted below that. “Word around the department is you’re the one to ask about this.”

Don took the picture and sneered. “Yeah, I remember this, and I would just as soon never see the damn thing again,”

“It sounds like you had a few run-ins with these guys,” insisted Lilly.

“They may think it’s harmless fun, but street racers like them cause thousands of accidents all over the country every year. Those Black Star bastards were the bane of my existence in the 1980s, especially that one,” Don explained.

“’MACH 3’. What was so special about him?” asked Scotty.

“Maybe that’s what they called him; we called him the ‘wizard’,” Don replied.

“’Wizard’?” asked Lilly.

“I broke up quite a few of their races and made a bunch of arrests, but I just could never catch this one. Furthermore, I don’t know if they were just that loyal to each other, or if they were afraid of him, but I couldn’t get anyone to flip on him either,” Don explained. “After a while, he started to get into everyone’s heads. I don’t know what it was, but it was like he was always a step ahead of us …”
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“There was one day in early spring of 1989 that I still remember. I responded to a call about a pair of reckless drivers in Queen’s Village. The pair consisted of a yellow convertible chasing a blue car, and they both had those circle and star logos painted on the sides. I was pursuing the pair at speeds over 90 mph.; I remember that because I looked at the speedometer when I got a call over the radio from the dispatcher. ‘Charlie 1-6. Charlie 1-6, the supervisor is requesting a report. What should I tell him?’

“I followed the pair as they took a screeching, wide right turn onto S 5th St. ‘Dispatch … Dispatch, this is Charlie 1-6. Racers are now moving north on S 5th St. Requesting a roadblock, dispatch. We’re in a residential area, and these guys won’t stop unless we stop them.’

“’I copy, Charlie 1-6. Working on getting units ready for a roadblock near your location,’ she responded.

“We traveled for a few more miles when suddenly the blue car, the ‘Mach 3’ car, veers to the right and detours down a side street. ‘Dispatch, requesting additional support; the racers have split up. I repeat, the racers have split up.’ Meanwhile, I was still in pursuit of the yellow convertible. I heard the loud crunch of broken glass as we approached the roadblock and he hit the units hard. The car stopped dead and I pinned him n from the side.”

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“That still bugs the hell out of me to this day; it’s like he knew that roadblock was coming. I issued an APB for the ‘Mach 3’ car, but we never found him,” Don finished.

“Well, somebody did,” insisted Scotty.

“You don’t know anything else about the ‘Mach 3’ car. We’re trying to narrow down our search efforts somehow,” Lilly added.

“Not much, it’s not like these cars had license plates on them,” Don replied.

“What about the other driver who you busted?” asked Scotty.

“He started talking once the paramedics cleaned him up. I couldn’t get him to flip on the other guy, but he called himself ‘Slick’. His real name, Brian Taylor. He ended up doing six months in jail for all of the moving violations he had racked up by that time,” Don explained.

“Queen’s village is near the Delaware River where the bones turned up,” Scotty explained.

“So maybe Brian gets out of the slammer and decides he wants payback for getting arrested. Let’s call the name in,” insisted Lilly.
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Vera and Miller tracked Brian Taylor to a company called ‘Speedsafe Raceway’ in Upper Darby. The crew cut and brown khakis were a significant change from the long hair and leather jacket that he was wearing in the mug shot they had on record for him. “Brian Taylor?” asked Miller.

“That would be me. You look a little to official to be customers though. Please don’t tell me I’m being audited,” Brian replied.

The pair flashed their badges. “Maybe, we’ll see how this goes. Detectives vera and Miller, Philadelphia police. We were wondering if you could tell us something about this guy,” said Vera as he showed a copy of the Rickon ID.

Brian scanned the ID briefly. “’Andy Rickon’, I’m afraid that name doesn’t ring any bells with me.”

“How about ‘Slick’ or ‘Mach 3’?” asked Miller.

“We know about your underground racing days in the late 1980s,” insisted Vera.

“You were a part of a crew called the Black Stars. Rickon was ‘Mach 3’, and you were ‘Slick’ according to your arrest record,” Miller.

Brian took the picture and looked it over again. “Yeah, ‘Mach 3’, I remember him. I didn’t know that was his real name though. Why are you bringing up ancient history anyway?”

“This driver’s license turned up on a body that we pulled from the Delaware recently,” Vera informed. “Do you remember a spring day in 1989 when you went one on one with Mr. Rickon?”

“Over twenty years ago I raced a lot of people,” Brian replied.

“But this particular race has to stick in your memory. Especially the part where you slammed into a police roadblock,” insisted Miller.

“Rickon escaped police custody that day, you didn’t,” Vera added. “You ended up in jail because of that race.”

Brian limped out from behind the counter where he was standing dragging his left leg behind him. “Fine, I raced him once. I don’t exactly like to talk about that day; that collision is how I ended up with this limp.”

“I’d hate to see the officer you plowed into,” insisted Vera.

“Well, I did get one idea from that. People call street racers punks or deviants; the truth is most of us were just bored kids who happened to know a few things about cars. I figure people like to race, why not let them race in a controlled environment where someone can monitor things? It took a long time but I was able to build this place,” Brian explained. “Anyway, you say you found that picture on a body?”

“Yes, and you denied knowing him at first. It has us thinking maybe you got released and hit the streets looking for a no-holds-barred rematch,” Miller responded.

“Two things wrong with that theory. First, I didn’t exactly have a car when I got out. Second, the old crew was decimated by the time I got out. I figured he either got locked up or moved on to another town. Philly cops had it out for us at that point,” Brian explained.

“You don’t say,” Vera sneered.

“He was a prospect when I first met him,” insisted Brian.

“Prospect?” asked Miller.

“Somebody willing to put his ride on the line for a chance to join the Black Stars. He was one of three that all lost a big race we had; he was also one of the two that were lucky enough to still make it in. You should be looking for the guy who lost it all,” Brian explained.

“We might, if you give us a name,” insisted Miller.

“I can’t do that. It was the road code, no real names. All I know is that he called himself ‘Viper’. I don’t know if that was for the red Dodge Viper that he drove, or if it was for his personality…”
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“The race ended in a vacant lot on N 17th St., and all three prospects finished in the bottom half as I said. This skinny white guy who called himself ‘Torch’ won the race that day, so he got to hold their fates in his hands. ‘This is how it works, prospects. When you finish in the bottom half, your fate rests with the dice,’ he said pulling a single black and white die from the pocket of his ripped jeans. ‘1 or 6 means I get the 4th place car, 2 or 5 means I get the 5th place car, and 3 or 4 means I get the last place car.’

“’Torch’ shook the die in his hand before throwing it in the dirt. A 1 came up. ‘4th place, according to her that was the Dodge Viper.’

“’That’s bull crap!’ ‘Viper’ shouted. I remember he was this big muscle head guy in white shorts and a black tank. He was tanned with a thick, black goatee and he had this long, green snake tattoo on his left arm.

“’Mach 3’ stepped up to ‘Viper’. ‘Cool off, ‘Viper’,’ he said.

“’No, I beat your ass! This is bull crap!’ Viper shouted.

“’You lost, take it like a man,’ said this Spanish girl in a black dress as she retrieved a can of black spray paint from the red tool box next to her. She walked over to the ‘Mach 3’ car and started painting a black circle on the driver’s side door.

“’Hey, I beat his ass! Don’t mark him!’ ‘Viper’ shouted.

“’It wasn’t his number that came up,’ said the girl. ‘Viper charged at her and grabbed her wrist trying to wrench the paint out of her hand.

“’Mach 3’ ran over to her. ‘Leave her alone!’

“’Get out of my face, bitch!’ ‘Viper’ yelled as he shoved ‘Mach 3’. ‘I beat you on the street; I can do it here too!’

“I stepped in along with ‘Torch’. ‘You’ll have to beat us too! He’s one of the crew now which means if you mess with him, you mess with us!’

“That backed him up a few steps. But we still weren’t sure what he was going to do when he picked up a wrench from the tool box. ‘I will get another car, and when I catch you on the street again, I’m going to make you eat this wrench!’ Then he threw the wrench at the car, shattering the left tail light, and stormed off.”

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“Those guys did not like to lose. But ‘Mach 3’ got stronger after that. I wonder how many holes he actually ended up with,” Brian added.

“Holes?” asked Miller.

“Drill marks on the racers’ dashboards. That’s how they kept a count of all the races they won. Last I heard, I think ‘Mach 3’ had about forty of them. ‘Torch’ had twice as many as that; it was his crew after all,” Brian explained.

“So who was this girl that he rescued?” asked Vera.

“Once again, I don’t have a name. The crew just called her ‘Cherry’,” Brian replied.

“’Cherry’?” asked Miller.

“She wasn’t a racer; she was more like our expert mechanic. If you need something fixed, you went to her,” insisted Brian.

“Thank you for your time. We will be in touch,” said Miller as the pair left the track.
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Scotty walked up to Stillman’s desk the next day. “I see you came in on time today, boss. Is Carla settled in?”

“She is still waiting on a few boxes from home, but other than that she’s set up. I’m thinking about asking her to meet my family soon,” Stillman informed.

“You don’t think that’s moving a little fast?” asked Scotty.

“Maybe, but what are we waiting for at our age?” asked Stillman.

Miller walked up to the pair. “Boss, I did some digging on other members of the Black Star crew. Most of them never got out of the game and have records farther than I can reach. But two names came back to the aliases that Brian Taylor gave us. Danny ‘Torch’ Eurich who is currently locked up in Graterford for armed robbery, and Trent ‘Viper’ Yardley who is in the system but whose current whereabouts are unknown.”

“They caught ‘Viper’? Maybe he should have gotten rid of the tattoo,” insisted Scotty.

“His birth certificate lists a hospital in New Jersey. I’ll try there, again. But that’s not all. I just heard from the divers along the Delaware,” said Miller placing the documents she was holding on Stillman’s desk. “They haven’t found much from the wreckage yet except for a tire with a bullet lodged in it. I’d say this is officially a homicide.”
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A prison guard locked eyes with Scotty as he and Lilly headed for the visitation area at Graterford prison. “Valens.”

“Jared Reese. We’re just here to talk to someone,” insisted Scotty.

“Yeah, they cleared you to enter. But if it’s all the same, I think I’ll do a prisoner roll call after you leave anyway,” insisted Jared as he walked away.

“The boss couldn’t have sent somebody else to do this,” Scotty replied.

“You could try asking for special treatment, but they might ask why,” Lilly informed as another guard cleared them to enter the visitation area where Danny Eurich was seated behind a Plexiglas divider. His completely shaved head hovered over his prison-issued orange jumpsuit.

They picked up the phones as Lilly spoke. “Danny Eurich, my name is detective Lilly Rush; this is my partner Scotty Valens—“

“They told me some pigs were coming for me. I’ve got nothing to say to you,” insisted Danny.

“Old habits die hard it seems. I guess I’ll just tell them to add that murder charge to your record. Enjoy spending the rest of your time in solitary,” Scotty added.

“What the hell is he babbling about?” asked Danny.

Lilly showed him a copy of the Rickon ID. “Andy Rickon, he was one of your old street racing buddies back in the late 1980s. His body was found recently along with a car door with black star and circle painted on it,”

“I don’t know him,” Danny replied.

“How about ‘Mach 3’? Do you know him now?” asked Lilly.

“Or how about ‘Torch’?” Scotty added. “We know you used to run the Black Star racers, Danny. How else do you explain all of those auto theft convictions in the 1980s?”

“It must have really cramped your style when LoJack became popular. Is that why you switched over to burglary and armed robbery?” asked Lilly.

Danny shook his head. “I already messed up my life. I’m a three strike offender. Why the hell should I tell you anything? What’s in it for me?”

“How about the chance to touch a real woman again before you die instead of that ten-year-old copy of ‘Hustler’ in your cell?” asked Lilly.

“Are you offering?” asked Danny.

“We’re done here,” insisted Scotty as he stood up from the table.

“Wait! What do you mean?” Danny demanded.

“Word around the prison is that you have a girl on the outside, and you’ve been petitioning for conjugal visits since they applied the third strike to your last conviction. Talk to us and maybe we can make that happen,” insisted Scotty.

Danny sighed. “I recognize him, but that’s not who I knew him as. I knew him as Chuck Weisman,”

Lilly’s ears perked up. “He told you his real name. What happened to this ‘road code’ we keep hearing about?”

“I found out by accident. I overheard him talking to this girl while she was working on his car,” Danny explained.

“’Cherry’. Tell us about her,” Scotty insisted.

“She was the Black Star mechanics expert. She was kind of a weird case too. She found out who I was, and challenged me to a race. We raced back to this abandoned warehouse that we used as a garage, and I smoked her off the line. I figured I would take the pink slip and never see her again. But two days later, she shows up at the warehouse with tips on how to make my car faster,” Danny explained.

“If she knew how to go faster, how did she lose?” asked Scotty.

“I guess I got lucky that day. Anyway, I figured her showing up at my door again was pretty ballsy, so I let her join us,” Danny added. “You said you found part of the car? It must have been a door handle, because that was practically a stock car by the time those two were done with it…”
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“Cherry had just drilled another hole on my dashboard after I racked up another win against Chuck. I was about to leave the warehouse when they started talking. ‘Cherry, how much of my car’s interior could be stripped?’

“’Most of it if you give me time. What for?’ Cherry asked.

“’Every ounce lighter is a few seconds faster, right? I haven’t won anything since I joined; these guys all see me as some lucky loser. I need to win some races if I’m going to get any respect with this crew,’ Chuck replied.

“Cherry walked over to the red, metal tool chest in the far right corner of the garage. ‘I can do it, but you won’t beat these fools with speed alone.’

“’Maybe not now. But I’m a good driver, and once you work on the car—‘

“’How did you lose that first race?’ asked Cherry.

“’I don’t know. All of the sudden I just looked up from my steering wheel, and a bunch of cars came flying out of the alley in front of me,’ Chuck told him.

“’That’s how you lost; you stuck to the streets. You may know driving, but this crew knows the city. You’re not from Philadelphia, are you, ‘Mach 3’?” asked Cherry.

“Chuck couldn’t speak at first. Then he sighed, ‘How did you know?’

“’You still look a little too tanned to have lived in the city long. I’m guessing you spent a lot of time at the beach growing up; it’s how a fellow ‘New Jerseyan’ can always tell one of her own. Anyway, I got to stay because I knew how to tighten a few screws, but if you want success with this crew, this is what you need.’ Cherry explained as she pulled some documents out of the chest and handed them to him.

“’Maps?’

“’If you want to win races, you need to know every alley, shortcut, and dirty trick that they might throw at you,’ Cherry insisted.

“Chuck leaned back against the wall behind him. ‘As long as we’re trusting each other, I’m getting a little tired of not knowing anyone here. My name is Charles Weisman; most people call me Chuck.’

“’Don’t tell that to too many people here. If the cops catch one of them, the last thing you want is for that one to have a name he can give them,’ Cherry informed.

“’If that happens, I’ll just have to out run them,’ Chuck responded.

“’You might want to win a few races before you get cocky,’ Cherry told him. She walked back to the ‘Mach 3’ car. ‘Carmen Mendoza.’

“’Now who’s being cocky?’ asked Chuck.

“’The cops won’t come after me. I’m not the one tearing up the roads. Now, I believe we both have work to do,’ insisted Cherry as she turned back to the car.”
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“If I was going to kill anybody, it would have been her for making him decent. He actually beat me a few times,” Danny added.

“Real names for both of them; how close were these two?” asked Scotty.

“It’s hard to say. I heard rumors from a few in the crew that Carmen offered ‘additional services. Rumor was, by the time she was done with you, your car wouldn’t be damaged goods anymore,” Danny replied.

“Just so you know, this deal is dependent on us closing a case. If we find out you held back to us, you can forget about ever seeing your girl again,” said Lilly as she hung up the phone.
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Lilly’s phone began to vibrate across her desk back at the station. She touched the screen to bring up a text message and read it slowly. She jumped around when a shadow appeared over her. “Scotty.”

“I don’t usually scare you. What’s up, someone send you a dirty message?”

“Not exactly, but it does concern me,” insisted Lilly.

“Something to do with the case?” asked Scotty.

Lilly showed him the message: “I’M IN THE CITY; I WOULD LIKE TO SEE YOU.” “Don’t freak out, but it’s from Ryan.”

Scotty stepped backward. “What do you think he wants?”

“I’m not sure; he doesn’t actually go into details,” Lilly told him.

“You haven’t been able to reach him forever, and now he finally sends a message your way. He wants something,” insisted Scotty.

“Well, whatever it is, I’ll deal with it,” Lilly replied.

Then Stillman approached the desk. “Any luck locating Trent ‘Viper’ Yardley?”

“We’ve been placing calls everywhere; nobody in the tristate area seems to know where he is,” insisted Scotty.

“It’s still early in the day; try contacting the local media outlets and getting the Rickon picture and the ‘Viper’ sketch we got from Brian Taylor on the news. Make sure to mention the name Chuck Weisman also; maybe somebody will see the pictures and we will get lucky,” Stillman explained. “Meanwhile, I found Carmen Mendoza. Me and Darius are headed down to the garage on Essington Ave. where she apparently works now.”
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