"Who did this?" Dominic Toretto asked as he walked into Hobbs' hospital room, to find the man with a cast around his arm and leg and bandages around his abdomen for the ribs he broke.

"You remember Owen Shaw? The one we tore half of London down trying to get? Well, this is his big, bad brother. Take a look at this," Hobbs answered as he handed Toretto a file.

"Deckard Shaw," Toretto read.

"British Special Forces Assassin. The kind of unique asset that no government would ever admit to employing."

"Black Ops boys."

"Worse," Hobbs corrected. "They created a monster. They felt Shaw was a necessary evil until, eventually, they decided he was unnecessary. The powers that be felt that he knew just a little bit too much. The asset became a liability. So, they sent in 20 elite operatives to retire him."

"And they missed," Toretto guessed.

"That was six years ago and Shaw's been a ghost ever since."

"Until now. Who is she?" Toretto asked as he held up a photo of the woman that had been with Deckard in Hobbs office that night.

"If Shaw is a ghost, then I don't know what she is. She was with him the night they hacked my computer and busted me up. She's not in the system but we managed to get a name from a CI contact. Apparently, she's good with a gun, but that's all we got, that and her first name."

"Who is she?"

"Name's Katrina. We think she helped Shaw disappear, not to mention the fact that they locked lips in my office, you could use her to get to him."

"How do I find them?" Toretto asked as he braced his hands on the end of Hobbs' bed.

"The official answer is, you don't."

"They killed Han, and almost killed my family."

"He also tried to put me in a body bag too. Which is why when I get out I'm gonna throw that girl into a hole and throw away the hole, and I'm gonna put a hurt on him so bad that he's gonna wish that his mama had kept her legs closed. But until then, my official answer to you is stand down," Hobbs fired back as Toretto moved to stand next to him.

"Now you know I can't do that."

"I do you know you Dom, which is why now I give you the brother-to-brother answer. You do whatever it is you've gotta do. When you find that son of a bitch, just do me one favour."

"What's that?"

"Don't miss."