Rayne Torreto-O'Conner that's right, the niece of the famous Dominic Torreto. Her life is a long story but the only things that are on need to know is that she's been friends with Vix since they were in dipers. Her viper was a gift from Uncle Dom before he disapeared, it's the only thing she has left from him and her drift car... well, that was won in a race. Her and her viper have never seen a set of headlights... well, besides Vixen's. Rayne is Vixen's right hand girl, if someone wants to race Vixen they've gotta beat Rayne first. No one has beaten' Rayne.<br/><br/>As Rayne rounded the corner to Vixen and Dimitri's place,  her music blared loudly out of the speakers of the car. Her Viper purred as it slowed to a stop in their driveway. She turned off the car and got out of it. Her long chocolate brown hair pulled over her her left shoulder, her white short shorts showing off her killer legs and her paul frank belly shirt showing off her belly ring and her boobs. "Hey, Dimitri." He smiled at Rayne and whiped his oily hands on the shammy. "Hey what's up beautiful?" She chuckled and sat up on the work bench. "Nothing really where's your sister?" He put his hands on the work bench on either side of her. "She's at the restaurant why?" She smiled and shook her head pushing him aside and hopping down. "Cause, we got a job." She headed out of the shop and back to her car winking at Dimitri as she got in. She turned on her car put the top down and peeled out of the driveway, drifting at the corner when she turned on the main road and heading to Risly's Joint.<br/><br/>As she pulled up in the parking lot she noticed an all too familiar car parked infront of the restaurant. Trouble. She sighed reached into the glove compartment and loaded her 9 milimeter. She stuffed the gun in the back of her shorts with the safty on, pulled on her leather jacket and got out of the car and walked into the restaurant...