Chapter 1: A old friend
"...The robbery of the Union Depository came as a shock to many today. As more than four tons of gold bullion was stolen from two armored trucks. Also in news today Harold "Stretch" Joseph a member of the Chamberlain Hills Families was stabbed to death in front of the BJ Smith Recreational Centre in what witnesses say was a brutal and unneeded beating. Wei Cheng the suspected head of the Los Santos Triads was also killed earlier today in an explosion that engulfed his car. Steven Haines the host of the popular television show The UnderBelly of Paradise was murdered this evening while taping a new episode of his show, reports claim that a man was on the pier with a sniper rifle mere moments before the shooting happened. Billionaire Devin Weston is missing, kidnapped from his home and when police arrived to investigate they discovered eight Merryweather agents dead..."
The TV shut off as the man with blond hair stood up and put the remote down on the table in front of him.
"Those fuckers did it" he whispered with a grin on his face, he turned and walked to the window of his apartment that overlooked the San Fierro bridge pulling his smartphone out as he did.
The man placed the phone to his ear as he made a call.
"Yeah is this the number for a mister Lester Crest? It is, oh good. Have I got a story for you Trevor and Michael buddy..."
Trevor walked up to the door of Franklins house with a strange spring in his step. as it turned out Trevor had just killed another group of the Lost MC that had taken a liking to Los Santos, well that explains the spring in his step. He opened the door to the house calling out a hello to Franklin letting him know that it was him . He walked into the sitting area where he found not only Franklin but Lester and Michael as well.
"Okay, what's going on you three? You called me in the middle of dealing with the Lost" said Trevor
"Well I've had a strange phone call from someone." said Lester "Whoever it was knows that you me and Michael where part of the job on the union depository. That being said, they want us to help them hit something just as big in San Fierro"
"Well why the hell should we" demanded Franklin
"Because my story may just surprise you kid" said a voice
All four spun to look at the spot the voice had come from upon seeing the man standing there Trevor, Michael and Lester froze
"And who the hell are you dog?" growled Franklin pulling a pistol from his pocket
Before the man could open his mouth Michael answered for him
"Brad!?"
