Abu Dhabi – Etihad Towers
The desert sun reflected off glass spires as Dom's crew rolled up in tuxedos and gowns, blending into the opulent world of oil money and royalty. The Etihad Towers loomed above them inside, a billionaire prince kept a secret hidden in plain sight: God's Eye, installed inside the world's rarest supercar, the Lykan HyperSport.
Roman adjusted his bowtie, muttering, "Man, I look too good to be doing something this stupid."
Tej smirked. "Focus. That car is worth $3.4 million. And we're about to break into the man's penthouse and steal it."
Letty quipped, "So, same as always then."
Inside, the ballroom glittered with wealth chandeliers, designer suits, and guests who owned entire oil fields. Dom and Brian blended in, scanning for their target. Letty, in a flowing red dress, drew every eye as she made her way toward security.
Tej, dressed sharp, hacked discreetly from a tablet. "Cameras are looping. You're clear."
Roman, already distracted, tried chatting up two women by the bar. Brian muttered into the comms: "Rome, stay on task."
Roman waved him off. "Relax. I'm multitasking."
They found it in the prince's private vault the blood-red Lykan gleaming under spotlights, a beast of engineering locked behind bulletproof glass.
Brian whistled. "That's the rarest car in the world."
Tej cracked a grin. "And today, it's ours."
Dom studied it. "God's Eye is in the dash. Only way to get it out is to take the whole car."
Brian looked at him. "We're driving it out of a penthouse?"
Dom smirked. "Not the first crazy thing we've done."
They rigged the vault, disabling alarms. Roman helped lift the glass casing, grumbling the whole way.
"Why do I always get the heavy lifting jobs?"
Brian slid into the driver's seat of the Lykan, hands trembling over the wheel. "Oh my God. I can't believe I'm touching this car."
Dom joined him, testing the engine. It roared like a monster, shaking the floor.
Then the alarms blared.
Explosions ripped through the building. Security stormed the penthouse but leading them was a figure in black combat gear: Deckard Shaw.
He came in heavy, grenade launcher slung, rifle blazing. "I told you, Dominic. I'm not done with you."
The crew scrambled. Dom floored the Lykan, smashing it out of the vault, glass shattering everywhere. Brian hung on as they plowed through guards.
Deckard fired an RPG the blast narrowly missed, ripping apart marble floors.
Tej shouted over comms: "You gotta move, NOW!"
Dom and Brian tore the Lykan through the penthouse, smashing priceless art and sculptures. Ahead a glass wall and nothing but empty sky.
Brian's voice cracked: "Dom, there's no road!"
Dom just pressed harder on the gas. "There never is."
The Lykan HyperSport blasted through the glass, soaring out into open air.
Ramsey screamed in the back seat as the car sailed across the night skyline straight into the next skyscraper. Glass exploded on impact as they crashed through, skidding across marble floors.
Brian clung to the wheel. "You realize we're in a car… in a building?"
Dom smirked. "Just hold on."
But Deckard wasn't far. He stormed through the wreckage behind them, guns blazing.
Dom revved hard. "One more."
The Lykan smashed through another wall launching into the third tower. Sparks and glass flew as alarms blared across the skyline.
Finally, with brakes failing and the car shredded, Dom yanked the handbrake. The Lykan screeched across the marble, barely stopping before smashing out the far side.
The crew bailed, grabbing God's Eye from the dash. Seconds later, the priceless car toppled out of the skyscraper, falling like a fiery meteor to the streets below.
Roman stared, breathless. "That's… that's like throwing away three million dollars!"
Brian clutched the device. "We got what we came for. Let's move."