To quote a famed Orangutan, Kimberly was finally across the line and had officially won the race. Crossing the line, Kimberly hit the brakes and turned the car around, pointing toward the other cars which had just arrived. The female racer had a huge smile on her face, fumbling the buckle on her harness as she clambered out of the car and proceeded to reap the benefits of her victory. It had been a nice addition to Kimberly's racing career, to be able to win a race as big as this. 

She stepped onto asphalt and was greeted by a figure emerging out of a totally innocent looking murdered-out Mercedes Benz GL63. Kimberly glanced toward Ross as the individual gestured toward the SUV. This was a little shadier than she thought, but she told the individual to wait for just a second as she celebrated for her husband. She ran up to Ross, jumping up onto him and planting a kiss on his lips. "I did it! Holy shit!" She cheered, embracing him. The fact that Ross was somehow managing to hold onto her 5'11" ~150 lb frame was something amazing, but the fact that she won this whole thing was even better. Getting off of him, she looked toward the suited individual. "I'll be right back." She said, getting off of Ross and awkwardly jogging toward the individual. The sound of cars coming to see that the race had been won already was amusing to the winner. 

She stepped inside the Mercedes SUV, where a female figure was sitting in the seat next to her with a bag beside her leg. Kimberly sat down on the rather comfortable leather seat, and the female figure put a hand out to shake the winner's hand. Kimberly complied, and then the female figure began speaking.

"Hello Mrs. Rossi. It's come to my attention that you, out of all the people who have entered this race, have won it all. Of course, those efforts will be rewarded." The woman pulled up a laptop and popped, revealing something very, very nice inside. "$10 million dollars, all in a Swiss bank account with your name on it. I know that you and your husband will enjoy this nicely." She smiled, closing the laptop and moving them toward Kimberly. "I know how the United States is stingy with these things, so we've took the liberty of pulling our own strings and associating the account with you. However, Mrs. Rossi, I do have an interesting offer for you, too. I've got to be frank with you, this race wasn't organized by us just for fun." She chuckled, "I have a job that needs to be done in Las Vegas, and you and your husband have the skills that I want in my drivers. If you choose to participate, I can assure you that you will be rewarded handsomely. Much more handsomely than this race." 

Kimberly looked at the lady and down at the bag. On the first hand, ten million dollars was enough for the rest of their life. But... if they were to get more of that, then they'd be able to move somewhere very nice and be able to live a very, very comfortable life with everything they could've ever asked for. Kimberly looked down at the suitcase once again. "It's okay if you don't want to participate, but I urge you to take up my offer. I'll give you time to think about this. I will follow up with a text message tonight." The lady's lips parted to a smile, "Enjoy, Mrs. Rossi."

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"What do you think's happening in there?" Ellie asked curiously, after Kimberly had entered the SUV. "I've seen many movies, and that means something fishy is happenin'." She sat down on the ground in front of the RX-7, before seeing Seb walk over to the car as well. Ellie reached up and pulled him down, wanting him to sit next to her. "That was fun, wasn't it?" She smiled, "I mean, I think you got quite a ride. We were on your tail and it was just intense the whole way. Pedal to the metal." Ellie chuckled, "You're okay, though, right? Ross's car kinda hurt my back but I'll be okay." 

Looking up to Ross, Ellie put her arms up and pulled him down as well. "How ya feelin'? How does it feel to lose to your wife?" She laughed, "Don't feel too good, does it?" Ellie was being a little harsh, but it was all in good nature. "At least she's nice enough to share the prize money. I hope." 

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Kimberly disembarked from the SUV with nothing in her hands, walking over to the sitting trio. She sat down next to Ross, putting a hand up over her mouth as she whispered. "Ten million in a Swiss account. But there's a little something that the lady told me... and I'd prefer to talk about it once we go home." She trailed, before she backed away, a smile returning to her lips. "I'm a winner, and [i]you're a loser[/i]." The teasing began now, and it wouldn't end for a long time.

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A few hours had passed, and everyone was at the Rossi household. Kimberly had hooked up the Swiss account to her and wired some of it to her checking account already, and they were celebrating with some very expensive catering. However, Kimberly and Ross were in their bedroom, where Kimberly was sitting on their bed and about to break some news to Ross.

"So... the lady in the SUV told me the most interesting offer. She said she had a job for us in Las Vegas, and she told me that the reward we'd be getting would be way more than what I got today." Kimberly looked down at her phone, and then back at Ross. "I got a feeling it's one of those heist type of deals, y'know? But, if we sign on and we get it done, we don't have to worry about money for the rest of our lives, Mia's life, and her child's life. But at the same time... if it goes down south, we may never see Mia ever again." Kimberly put her face in her palms. "I really don't know, babe. What do you think?"