Zootopia Cars 소설 & 이야기

ZAVERIO’S POV It didn’t take long for me to jump into action when I got Rose’s text, with a quick word to Alma, Von assembled the men needed for the job and we followed the coordinates that had been provided. “These cars are the future.” Ava tapped the roof of the car speeding down the highway. “None of these law abiding citizens know we on a mission because of the dark windows, and it’s family design keeps eyes away from us.” “There’s about seven of these cars speeding down the highway, trust me we’ve garnered attention whether we like it or not.” I gritted my teeth when the driver made a sharp right turn, but didn’t complain because we didn’t have much time on our hands.

“Baby, I really want to eat you like this,“ he muttered in a husky and deep, sexy tone, and then smacked Lotus’ butt. Lotus' eyes widened, and her face flushed. She hurriedly separated from Zaire, picked up her bag, and fled the room altogether before Zaire could do as he wanted. A loud masculine chortle invaded Lotus’ ears immediately. Lotus' heart warmed inexplicably. She turned to Zaire, waved at him, and strode into the custom-made car Zaire had made for her. Although Lotus never mentioned her dream car to Zaire before, he custom-made a car that perfectly depicted Lotus' dream car. Even Dylan and Aubree never knew; the more Lotus tried to find out the clue, the more confused she was. Jus

The car drove off at full speed, its tires are screeching too loud until a loud impact occurred. Xenoah...

she said. Tiesto held her hand warmly. Suddenly, the car stopped. “What’s wrong?” Ella asked. “Seems the engine died,” Tiesto checked. The Ford was old, worn out from prolonged use. He tried everything, but it wouldn’t restart. “Don’t worry. We can call a tow,” Ella said, consoling him. “We can go to the zoo next time.” They were on the highway, and the tow truck would take a while. Ella had already accepted that the zoo visit might not happen.

We arrive at Letty’s in his matte black Audi e-tron GT it's his favorite car to drive. I stare at the house that is booming with loud music. My hands start sweating due to nervously; I'm not sure about this all the rich kids are nothing but snooty. I don't know how Zen turned out to be so different.

"But still. I even doubted him, Mystique. It turns out he wasn't even connected to the person who wanted to shoot us." Mystique looked at her sadly, continuing to rub her back in support. A few moments later, Zion, Zach's brother, approached them. Cyan immediately stood up to meet him. "Is there any news about the car that chased us and caused Zach’s accident?" Zion let out a long, heavy sigh before shaking his head. "Still nothing, Cyan. The license plate wasn't registered. He was also skilled enough to evade several surveillance cameras while escaping the scene of the accident."

But we were back in Arabella's car heading toward the restaurant we'd picked for dinner, all four of us slightly warm and loose from the spa, and Zoe was in the passenger seat and went quiet mid-sentence. "Don't look," she said. "Actually — okay, look, but casually. Black SUV. Three cars back." Arabella's eyes moved to the rearview mirror with the controlled subtlety of someone who'd grown up around enough money to have had a security briefing at least once in her life. Chloe, beside me in the back seat, turned to look out her window at the city passing by and said nothing, which meant she was processing. I didn't look. I already knew.

m. Since we all worked at the zoo, we were used to the late shifts. Marco had offered to drive Tamara and me home that night since we were working the same hours. It wasn’t unusual for the zoo employees to carpool after the late-night events, especially since most of us lived in the same neighborhood or close by. Even though we all lived in houses and not apartments, public transportation was a more reliable option than driving during rush hour, but tonight felt different. Marco’s offer to drive us back gave me an opportunity to spend some time with him outside of work.

One of the officers looked at me and said with a frown, “For intentional destruction of private property, you’ll need to come with us.” I smiled calmly and pulled out a document. “Destruction of private property? I never did that.” Then, I looked directly at Liam, making myself clear. “The car is mine.” Amidst the chaos, I opened the original purchase order and payment record for the vehicle in front of the camera. “Take a good look,” I said. “The car belongs to me. What’s the problem with smashing my car?” Even the police seemed stunned by the situation. They immediately contacted the manufacturer to verify ownership. Once it was confirmed, the way everyone looked at us changed.

Cass shouted as Jo pulled herself back inside the SUV, and Zane threw the vehicle into reverse, managing to spin around without throwing the bikes off of the trailer. The cops continued to fire after them, other lights coming into view ahead of them and to the left, but Zane’s foot was on the gas, and he managed to squeeze out of the parking lot, tires squealing, as the police cars careened to a halt in order to avoid a collision. A few seconds later, they were in pursuit, but even the police didn’t have the same power their souped up engine had, and soon enough the red and blue lights faded into the distance.