Brian only listened with half an ear to Rome's ramblings...movie...king...huh? he also overheard the name Carter but was sure that it meant nothing. there were hundreds of people named Carter.
"What movie and what king are you talking about?" He called over from the office.
"Have you been smoking something?"

Nina licked her lips as she looked between the two men, with a smile she furrowed her brow, okay something funny going on between them. Shrugging her shoulders she turned back to Rome. "Well iv got to head to the studio in a minuet, but tonight how bout i come pick you up and you can come see my babies"She stated.

"Sounds like a plan!" Rome enthused, only partly because of the cars. He then turned to Brian. "She's a director with connections to some strange people, and if she comes out this weekend, the *King* might not want to have tales told about him, huh bro?"

Dropping the pen Brian's interest was sparked.
He got up and walked over to the young woman.
Offering his hand he said.
"Sorry, I though he was joking. Rome tries to play tricks on me all the time."
With a raised brow he added. "You know that street racing is illegal and the cops might confiscate any footage you have."

Nina smiled shaking her head "Nope, writer and director"She stated with a smile, she listened to him and slowy nodded her head.

"Yea i know thats why im not gonna take any footage"She stated with a smile "its more to get a feel of it so i can do the whole scene some justice"

Rome tossed her the keys and smiled. "As if I'd honestly let her tape racing... She probably has a good enough memory to recreate it; especially if her budget's big enough." He turned to Nina. "Well, see you tonight?"

Nina smiled, nodding her head "yea"she stated grabbing her keys and walking towards her Mustang "what time, ill pick you up from here, and i promise ill leave Carter at home" Then quickly added "his, home"

Brian just smiled at Rome's remark and muttered almost inaudible. "Thanks for making me look like a fool."

"Garage closes at 6, so 630?" Rome asked, before laughing at Brian; it wasn't often that he got to one up the blonde.

Before she left he asked.
"How did you come up with that idea? You're not a cop, are you? And who's Carter? Your dog?"
The name simply gave him goosebumps.

Nina smiled looking over at him "Why would i be a cop"She questioned looking at him. "Carter is my ex"She stated shaking her head "Apparently you and him know him" she let out a sigh, compleatly forgetting the first question.

For a moment he wondered whether he'd really heard that right.
He closed his eyes and shook his head thinking 'shit'.
Immediately he jumped to the conclusion that Carter must have sent her.
"Wonderful." he muttered and waited for her to leave.

"I'll see you tonight, Nina," Rome said, not liking the look on Brian's face when he looked at the woman.

Nina smiled "Well i see ya Later Rome"She stated looking over at him "Look me and Carter got a deal ok, he plays nice he gets to see his daughter, he doesnt, he never gets to see her again, so neither of ya have got to worry"she whispered softly before walking towards her car.

As soon as the woman was out of sight Briasn turned to Rome and gave him a quick and simple.
"Keep your hands off her. Carter sent her."
He couldn't beleive how easy Rome was confused when it came to a pretty face and butt.

"I don't think so... He looked just as surprised to see me here as I was to see him in the car. Her mustang was fried, man... and I looked her up; she really is a director, and rumors of the race movie have been floating for months."

"A race movie. That's ridiculous. She's snooping around until she's got all the info he needs on us."
Brian put his hand on his friends shoulder. "Hang on, are you telling me you saw Verone? He was here?"

"Um... yes?" Rome really did not like that look on Brian's face; especially not when it was directed at him. "He dropped her off, looked shocked, and drove off with her daughter." He backed slowly away from Brian, and then sank onto the couch as he finally realized what he himself had just said.

"Verone knows where I am..."

Her day had gone from one meeting to another, her meeting though with the directors and producers had gone well, they liked her idea of the movei, which was always good, they also thought it was a good idea for her to the hit the actual racing scene just to get a feel for it, if nothing else. She knew the proffessional side it was just the illegal side she was lacking.

With a sigh she was still in her work cloths tight fitting pencil skirt and a pale titted pink shirt, her car grumbled as she pulled it to a stop outside the garage, she killed the engine and got out, resting agasint the side of her yellow paintwork.

Rome had been doing busywork inside; sweeping the garage area, making sure all the tools were put away, etc., when he heard the rumbling growl of the Mustang outside; Nina was back. He was of two minds about going with her, but since Carter had seen him that morning, and he hadn't been kidnapped, tortured, killed, or even threatened by some lackey, he decided to go. His apartment was above the garage, so he had already put on a clean shirt; the jeans had been a loss for awhile, from when he and Brian had painted the place, and he didn't have much else, so he left them on, figuring that if nothing else, he'd be comfortable. He flipped off the lights, all but the one outside - that one was always on - and stepped out the human-sized door into the garage, locking it behind him.

Nina looked even more beautiful, if possible, than she had that morning, though the telltale signs of exhaustion were there, too; she was almost slumped against her car rather than the negligent sprawl anyone else would have tried for, and the shadows under her eyes weren't quite hidden by her makeup. But she was beautiful, and he felt grateful that she was even talking to him - not that he was ugly, but his personality usually put off the right kind of girl.

He strode over to the car and stood in front of her, waiting for her to speak.