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Recon Only

The West side Rollerz, the Vice Kings, The Carneles, and the Third Street Saints. All four gangs are what control the city of Stillwater. Alderman Hughes and Chief Monroe can't do anything to combat these gangs they just keep on cropping up wherever we look.

Lets start with The Carneles, Run by Hector and Angelo Lopez. This family has been running this gang for thirty years. Before the brothers, their father ran it. They're newest business partner… The Colombians. One of the biggest Drug Cartel in the world. These sons of bitches are directing most of their business in the illegal drug trafficking. And with the help of the Colombians, they're getting away with it. DEA can't pin any of these guys, they're so coordinated. Our best lead on the Colombians and the Carneles is a man by the name of Manuel Orejuela. Orejuela has connections to places like Cuba, Argentina, Mexico and other big Drug safes. The bad part is, we have no idea where this guy is. Our best guess is, if we find Orejuela, we find the Lopez brothers. Next to that the Carneles have the best hand in arms deals. We've only busted a small number of those deals. The brothers are protected by an APC by the name of Victor Rodriguez. This guy has taken more bullets than any of us combine. It's gonna take more than a bullet from our Berettas if we're gonna take him out.

Next we've got the Vice Kings. Run by Benjamin King, This guy is a little different from the others. We know where he is, believe me, you've seen King's record company. Along with his right hand man, Warren Williams, these guys have had a monopoly on the music industry. Not only that, they've had a large hand in the prostitution and retail industry. Now I know what you're thinking, why doesn't Stillwater PD just go in there and arrest the man. Well it's no secret that Stillwater PD is under the payroll of Benjamin King. I'd arrest Chief Monroe if I could but we don't have time to do that. Not to mention, anyone who comes near King or Williams has to go through their bodyguard, Anthony Green. They've got one more string attached. Tanya Winters, the head of the prostitution ring. A little whore herself but she's our best lead to bringing these guys down. You see, Tanya is a little less transparent than her partners, King and Williams. If we can get to Tanya, we could try to get information from her. But it's a work in progress at the moment.

Then there's the Westside Rollerz. These guys specialize in organizing street races around Stillwater, taking in the dough orbiting it. Then they've got their hands in the automobile industry. These guys transport about 200 cars every day and every day that number is growing. The gang is run by a Joseph Price. Not much is to be said about Price except for, he is a raging caraholic. The guy worships cars and has every car he wants. How does a guy like this run a gang? That's where his uncle, William Sharp, comes into play. If I didn't know any better. I'd say Sharp is running the gang instead of Price. He is Price's Financier and made the Rollerz what they are today.

And finally we get to the newest gang on the block, the Third Street Saints. These guys were formed only a year ago but they're growing quick. They're not specialized in just one field and they have their hands in all sorts of business. Julius Little, the mastermind of this entire gang. This guy came from the lowlifes of Sunnyvale. A Charismatic genius, he influenced a bunch of rundown kids to join the Third Street Saints and turned them into gangsters. Now he's gaining ground. Julius has a bunch of Lieutenants watching his back. First up we got a guy named Troy, last name unknown. This guy has a Brooklyn background, moved to Stillwater about half a year ago, and has stuck with Julius since. Then we've got Johnny Gat. This trigger-happy bastard will take down ten cops before running from a crime scene. Watch out for him. Finally we have Poindexter. This guy is what I think, the brains of the group. This is a pretty well rounded group so we haven't found many leads on bringing them down. One of our only leads is a girl named Aisha. If you're wondering, yes "Aisha" Aisha. She came from the row and had a relationship with "Mr. Cannon" Johnny Gat. Now we're not sure of the status of that relationship but if we developed some kind of plan, it would have to involve getting information from Aisha.

Now we've got specific orders from the governor stay in Stillwater until these gangs are under control. Now Agent Wellston… I want you to assemble your team and drive to Stillwater as soon as possible.

"Marcus do you have confirmation on the target?" said Ron Wellston. He was sitting in the team head quarters set up for the FBI. Ron was in his mid fifties and didn't want to admit it but looked it. He wore a pair of blue jeans, and a black polo shirt.

"No he's entered the Friendly Fire. I can't tell who he is." Answered Marcus Keaton. Marcus was an African American in his late twenties. He stood down the street from the Friendly Fire store, one of many gun shops in Stillwater. Marcus wore black jeans, a black turtleneck and a brown leather jacket.

"Kerry, I want you to move into the store and make sure it's the target." Ordered Ron. Kerry Reed sat on a bus bench in front of the store. She was Spanish native, had black hair. She casually brushed her hair over her ear where she had an earpiece stuck in there.

"Moving into the store."

Ron looked over to his right where two people sat in front of two monitors. One was a white woman in her mid twenties and the other was a man in his late twenties.

"Okay Brea," he said to the woman. He full name was Brianna Coleman. "I want video feed on that store. I want to see everything that is going on in there." She nodded and immediately started typing on the computer in front of her. "Alex," said Ron to the man. His full name was Alex Ottman. "What are you working on?"

"I'm trying to pull up any emails through the server most of the gangs use." "What gangs don't use the server?"

"The Rollerz use a tougher system to hack into. But I'm working on that too."

"Good, keep doing that." Kerry said, "I'm inside." "Jason, Marcus, you got her back?" asked Ron to Marcus and the last field agent Jason Egan. Jason sat at the train station around the corner from Friendly Fire. Jason was in his late twenties but he looked younger.

"If anything goes wrong, I'll come in through the back door." Answered Jason. He stood up from his seat and got closer to the store very casually. Jason wore grey jeans, a black t-shirt and a beige sports coat. All the field agent carried a gun somewhere on them.

Kerry opened the door Friendly Fire and walked in. There were four people in the store, the storeowner, a woman and two men. One of the men was an older man balding and the other was a black man wearing a leather jacket and a drivers cap backwards. Kerry walked over to the counter next to the black man and looked down at the weapons. The blinds of the shop were open and the setting sun shined into the store. It created a great reflection on the glass keeping the customers away from the guns. Kerry studied the face of the black man's face from the reflection of the glass. She knew the face at first glance. She walked over to a case on the far wall and touched her ear casually. "I've got him."

"We've got a confirmation on our man. Julius Little is in the building." Said Ron.

"Okay, I'm moving in to make the arrest." Jason said walking across the streets.

"Negative Jason, we're gonna see where he goes, kill two birds with one stone." Said Marcus still at his corner.

"Um guys I'm looking through the traffic cams on that corner and I'm seeing some yellow coming toward the shop, they don't look like they're stopping in for a spell." Said Alex, looking at the guns in the back of gangster's pants.

"Did you get that everyone? Don't make any moves unless the target is put into danger." Marcus looked back to the shop and saw three Vice Kings enter the store.

Kerry turned to see the three Vice Kings enter the store. They didn't look threatening. Not threatening until one of them pulled out an MAC 11. "Hands up bitch!" Everyone in the store, including Julius and Kerry put their hands up.

"Heist." Kerry whispered. But one of the Vice Kings heard her and walked up to her.

"Shut up, or you're getting a bullet in your head." He said putting his Beretta up to her head.

"Leave her alone!" yelled Julius. The Vice King turned around and walked over to Julius.

"Holy Shit! Tommy! Look who this one is!" The third, which looked to be the leader of the group turned. He was African American and wore all yellow like everyone else but he had a yellow bandana over his face, only his eyes showed. He walked over to Julius and looked him straight in the eye.

"My god it is."

Jason waited impatiently outside the back entrance to the store.

"What is going on in there?" he called.

"Kerry said it was a heist." Said Ron.

"Once those Vice Kings recognize Julius, they're gonna kill him. We gotta stop them and just make an arrest." Jason argued grabbing for his SIG Sauer. "Jason, don't!"

"So the big Little from the Saints came for a visit to your local Friendly Fires." Said the leader of the three. The shopkeeper came back from the back and handed a bag to the man who pulled the gun on him.

"There, take it and leave!"

"Oh yeah we'll take it. And we'll take Julius here too."

"Fine, just get out of here." Said the storeowner. Kerry gave him a disgusted looked. The Vice King in charge pulled any weapons off Julius, He then pistol-whipped him. Julius fell to the floor.

"Stop!" Kerry shouted. The Vice King shot a look at Kerry but before he did anything they all heard a crash in the back of the store. The Vice King in charge elbowed the glass in from of the guns and grabbed a 12 gauge from the display case. He checked the ammo then slowly walked down the hall toward the back. He turned into another hallway to see the back door wide open.

"Keep them there, I'll be right back." He called back to the two other Vice Kings. He walked over to the open door and looked out. He checked the back exit and nobody was there. He closed it silently and turned. Suddenly in front of him there was a young man swinging a baseball bat. The bat hit him hard in the face and the Vice King fell quickly.

Jason dropped the baseball bat and pulled out his SIG. He quickly ran to the next hallway. One of the Vice Kings saw him and raised his MAC 11 and fired. Jason quickly fired two shots and ducked back into the other hallway. Still taking cover he heard the MAC 11 firing. He heard a groan of a man in the front of the store and the MAC 11 stopped firing. Jason spun back and raised his SIG. In the store, the Vice Kings were shot and Julius had a MAC 11 smoking from his fire. "C'mon I've got a car a block away, we better get out of here." Julius called to Jason. Jason was confused but he put the SIG in the back of his pants and ran toward the front of the store. Julius ran out of the store and Jason followed but he didn't leave with out a look of alert from Kerry.

"Jason, What's going on?" Jason heard Ron's voice in his ear.

"Do not apprehend Marcus, I repeat do not apprehend." Said Kerry's voice in Jason's ear.

"We found a break." Ron said catching on.

"Jason, do not respond, I want you to toss your earpiece." As Jason ran down the street behind Julius he quickly grabbed his earpiece and tossed it into the street before Julius saw. He was a little confused. Julius and Jason ran into an alley between two buildings and there was a Porsche sports car.

"Get in." Julius said. Jason didn't bother opening the door of the convertible; he just hopped over the door and into the passengers seat. Julius took the wheel. Suddenly two yellow cars pulled up in front of the alley. "Strap yourself in. Here." He handed Jason the MAC 11. Jason took it as four Vice Kings got out of their car and started shooting at the Porsche. Julius put the car into reverse and smashed the gas pedal. The Porsche sped backward down the narrow alleyway.

"Shoot!" He yelled looking back. Jason pulled the MAC up and pulled the trigger. Bullets sprayed toward the group of Vice Kings and one fell, hit by a bullet. The Porsche pulled out of the alley and into the streets. Once Jason knew the Vice Kings were gone he sat back in his seat. "You okay?" asked Julius when Jason was at his level.

"Yeah, I'm fine." Said Jason, clicking the safety on the MAC and placing it in the glove box.

"The streets aren't safe anymore son. Bitches like that will fight dirty to get ahead or get street rep. The cops can't do shit about it." Preached Julius. The speech made Jason kinda mad but before he protested, Julius said, "That's why I started this organization. Cause we can do the job the cops can't. We can clean up the streets; all we need is help from people like you who want to make a difference. I can tell you do or else you would have never helped us back at the store."

Julius turned into a parking garage and parked the car in a spot close to the exit. Jason knew this was the time for him to get out. He exited the car and turned to look at Julius.

"So son, the street has a problem. You know the church in Mission Beach?" Jason nodded. The church was just down the street from the Friendly Fires the two had just been in. "Well I'm holding a rally tonight there. Stop by if you wanna be part of the solution."

Jason backed away from the Porsche and Julius backed it out of the parking garage and drove off. Once the Porsche was out of sight, Jason grabbed his cell phone and dialed a number.

"Operator." A voice answered.

"Yes, get me Agent Ron Wellston with the FBI. My ID number is 5558Q7." Jason said.

"Hold for one moment please." The operator said. A few seconds later Ron's voice came onto Jason's phone.

"Wellston."

"What's going on Ron?"

"Jason? Oh thank god it worked."

"Ron what the hell are you talking about?"

"He didn't kill you. That's a start. Now Jason what did Julius say."

"What? Ron…"

"For God's sake Jason. We're planning to plant you in with the Third Street Saints I need to know If your gonna be able to do this."

"Wait. I'm going in with the Saints?"

"Wow, Egan you're really slow today." Ron said. "We're planning to put you in with the Saints, gain their trust and bring them down from the inside." Jason finally understood. He reported,

"Okay, well he just dropped me off and he invited me to a rally at the church in Mission Beach. That must be where the Saints usually hang out."

"Nice job Jason. Now I want you to go to that rally tonight and get in with the Saints. Text me when your in. Good luck Jason. You're now undercover with the Third Street Saints."