>"Yo. You up for tonight?"
"I dunno, Dust. I need the money, but..."
>"Don't flake on me again. You said you need the money, so what's the hang-up?"
>Dash flinched as her leg bounced nervously.
"Just stuff coming up man, I swear I'm not a flake."
>"You sure? Listen, if you don't show up tonight I'm gonna have to cut you."
"Dust- wait! I'll be there. Tonight. Same place over on Grand River?"
>The line was quiet for a moment, as if Lightning was chewing something over on the other end.
>Dash bit her lip and ran a hand through her short hair.
>"Yeah. Be there."
"No problem, you can count..."
>Dash stopped short as the line was finally cut.
>Her leg shook violently as she leaned back in her beat up old chair, staring up into her cracked ceiling.
>She needed the money, bad.
>Even so she flicked through her contacts, her hands hovering above her name.
>She didn't need to know.
>Dash stood up from her chair and crossed her apartment in two stride, grabbing her thick leather coat and keys and walking out the door.
>The sky was just getting to get dark when she pulled up to Grand River.
>There were already a dozen others cars waiting, engines rumbling like caged beasts waiting to be unleashed.
>She put hers in park and stepped out of it, a heavy stone settling into the pit of her stomach.
>The glaring light from a dozen headlights made seeing any of the human-like shadows particularly difficult, even so she could pick out Lightning Dust's signature mane of golden hair.
>"So you actually showed up?"
"Yeah. Said I would, didn't I?"
>Dash felt her body tense, ready to move at a moment's notice as Lightning swaggered her way towards her.
>"Chill out Dash", Lightning said with an greasy grin.
>"Besides", Dust said, slinging her arm around Rainbow's shoulder, "It'll be easy pickings tonight, bunch of upstart wannabe's that think they know how to race."