The moment Jacen had felt his sister's urgent plea, he had starting running toward her presence in the Force. When his speed, even enhanced by the Force, was not enough for him...well, he had discovered how easy it was to fall into a life of crime when you had the Force. But the car was fast, even though it was stuck on wheels, and it did look nice.
The throaty roar of the sleek red racecar could probably wake the dead, but Jacen didn't worry about, nor did he worry about how empty the area was. When two powerful Force users decided they didn't like each other, their battlefields tended to empty out pretty quickly.
Skidding to a halt, Jacen leaped out of his new car, searching for his sister with his eyes and with the Force. Hopping over the railing he raced over to his sister.