It was two weeks after Franklin Clinton, Trevor Phillips, Gustavo Mota, Michael de Santa and his family fled the state of San Andreas to Liberty City. They were not that familiar with the Liberty City underworld, but luckily they had an acquaintance, the infamous Niko Bellic, to help them. The four had gained some recognition by carrying out a hit on an unscrupulous drug dealer working for the Liberty Mob.
The Liberty Mob was a new gang established in 2012, comprising of the three main Russian syndicates of Liberty City, which were the Rascalov Crime Syndicate, Petrovic Crime Syndicate and Bulgarin Crime Syndicate. They were ruthless, making ridiculous drug deals with other gangs so that they could profit, killing their enemies in broad daylight and so on and so forth.
It was a Saturday morning, and the four of them were eating breakfast with Niko Bellic. The four of them were currently staying at Niko's apartment at the Middle Park East Safehouse, with Niko charging a monthly rent of $100 per person. While eating breakfast, Niko took out a file and passed it over to the four.
The file contained papers that gave information of a contract. After reading through it, Michael explained the contract to the rest of them, "The leader of the Liberty City Triads, Huang Lee, wants us to take out a corrupt policeman working for the Liberty Mob. The guy is a Lieutenant in the LCPD, and his name is Alexander Orelov."
Niko said casually, "Huang Lee, pretty impressive guy. Initially the Triads were divided into three sets, the Jaoming, the Lee and the Ming. Huang Lee was part of the Lee Family. But after a series of events he killed all three leaders, including his uncle, Kenny Lee, the leader of the Lee Family, and unified the three sets into one. I would take the contract if I were you. It will strengthen your connections to the underworld."
So they accepted the contract. That evening, two Burritos pulled up across the apartment building Alexander stayed in. Michael and Franklin were in the first van and Gustavo and Trevor were in the second one. It was mentioned in the papers that Alexander Orelov's death had to also be a warning for other corrupt policemen, as Huang Lee was known to be against corruption.
Soon, Alexander Orelov arrived in a silver Cavalcade. He parked the Cavalcade right outside the apartment building and exited the SUV. Michael and Gustavo exited from the back of the vans, wearing masks and armed with Assault Rifles.
Upon seeing the two masked men, Alexander produced a pistol and aimed it at their direction. "Put your fucking hands up!" Alexander ordered.
Michael shook his head. "You're armed with a fucking pistol and you're trying to fight with two men equipped with Assault Rifles? You have the balls, Orelov."
The two of them split up, standing opposite each other with Alexander in the middle. Alexander kept turning around to prevent Michael and Gustavo from acting, but he realised soon enough that he could not keep it up. Thus, Alexander dropped his pistol and surrendered.
Gustavo rushed up to Alexander and forced his hands together. Producing cable tie from his pocket, Gustavo used it to tie Alexander's hands together. The two of them escorted Alexander into the back of the second Burrito, which Franklin was driving. Michael got in with Alexander and closed the back door. Franklin then drove off. Gustavo got into the front seat of the Burrito beside Trevor and he sped off. The two vans looked identical, and the first van's purpose was to act as a decoy to help the second van to escape.
A Schafter owned by the Liberty Mob chased after the decoy van, with a gangster driving and three gangsters armed with Micro SMGs focusing on 'rescuing Alexander'. Gustavo was throwing grenades out, hoping for one of the grenades to blow up nearby or underneath the Schafter. The third grenade Gustavo threw blew up near the Schafter, shattering one of the four side windows and killing the driver.
Trevor drove the Burrito into an alleyway and they opened up the back. Gustavo pulled a duffle bag out and placed his Assault Rifle and Trevor's SMG into it. While Gustavo did that, Trevor threw both of their masks into the back and started pouring gasoline all over the back. After pouring enough gasoline, Trevor closed the back doors and went to the front, pouring the remaining gasoline there.
"Get back, Gustavo," Trevor said. Gustavo immediately took a few steps backwards as Trevor produced a small box of matches. Once the matchstick was set on fire, Trevor threw it into the front of the van and ran away with Gustavo.
By the time they reached the alleyway exit, the entire Burrito was on fire. Gustavo and Trevor walked a little more before flagging down a taxi and taking it to their destination.
They arrived at an ugly-looking apartment building located at Mahesh Avenue in Alderney City. The first Burrito was parked outside the building. After paying the taxi driver, Trevor and Gustavo made their way into the building. Niko owned one of the units in the building and allowed the four to use them whenever they needed it.
Alexander Orelov had been blindfolded and was tied to a chair. Michael had the barrel of his pistol at Alexander's temple. Trevor punched Alexander hard in the stomach and said, "Corrupt cop, aren't you? Working with the fucking Liberty Mob. I suppose you earn a lot of money for your corruption."
"What the hell are you talking about? Why would I be working with my enemies?" Alexander pretended to be innocent. Michael shook his head and pressed the barrel harder against Alex's temple. "Alexander, you better start telling us what we want, or I'll shoot you."
"Fuck you. The Liberty Mob will hunt you all down. You all will be wishing that you were never born." Gustavo retaliated by punching Alexander hard in the jaw. Alexander spat out a bloodied tooth.
Alexander gave in. "You want my fucking money? Here, the bank card is in my wallet." Franklin took Alexander's wallet and took the bank card and cash inside. "What's the PIN, man?"
"One two three five."
Michael and Gustavo immediately drove to Northwood, where a Bank of Liberty ATM was located. They began withdrawing as much money as they could from the account, until the daily limit was reached, which was twenty thousand dollars. They returned to the apartment in Alderney.
"The account's good, one hundred and fifty thousand or so in it," Michael informed. "But I could only withdraw till the daily limit, which was twenty thousand. How much cash did you get from the cop's wallet?"
Franklin replied, "Three thousand. So that makes it twenty-three thousand." Michael nodded, pulled his pistol out and shot Alexander Orelov in the forehead.