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The Plan

Michael drove quickly back to his mansion, he was excited by the job, a house job! These were hardly ever done right and for him to do one felt amazing. Michael knew Trevor would be excited to although for Trevor the reasoning would be different, Trevor would be thrilled at this chance as it would be a way at striking back at Martin for his failure to pay them. As he drove listening to the Clash on the radio he mulled over different ways the job could be pulled, obviously Lester would give those viable options but these were just to satisfy him before the details came in.

Michael arrived at his house, he stopped and looked at the house, it was a large Spanish villa type of house, emulating the colonial houses that the Spanish built when Los Santos was theirs. The house when he first bought it in 2004, with his robbery money seemed like a good idea. Los Santos was a chance to escape all the demons he had in North Yankton, the notoriety and Trevor were just some of his problems. He spent a few more minutes parked in his car reminiscing about past events, his mind drifted to his old snow covered oak house in Ludendorff where he lived before he moved west, his brain then darted to the town itself, with it's one main street filled full of hardware stores and strip clubs. It was a running joke back then that Ludendorff had more strippers than anything else.

Finally his brain drifted to one more thing, he may have escaped Ludendorff but he hadn't escaped his demons, Trevor now lived only a few hours away from him, he had a serious alcohol addiction particularly to his Irish single malt that he drank by a gallon and if that wasn't enough he now took hits from Jimmy's bong when he wasn't around.

Michael forgot all that and walked inside his house pushing the stained glass doors open and moving into his living room, there he saw his crew, Frank, T and Lester.

"Hey, how doing F, T?" Michael asked everybody

"Dawg I'm aight even better because of that job I took" Franklin replied with more than a little pride in his voice.

"You took a job, well done Frank and I mean it man" Michael said truthfully

"Yeah Franklin, that's good man and how much was it, how much did you took" Trevor said

"T, I took around one large one, 100Gs dawg!" Franklin said gleefully

"Did you use Lester?" Michael asked

"No dawg, I pulled and planned that shit myself" Franklin continued in the same tone

"Franklin did you dispose of everything properly?" Lester asked in a smug way so he could trip his friend up

"Yeah, Lest I burnt the cars out in the storm drains and I had the guns crushed by a friend of the CGF down at the salvage yard" Franklin responded

"Well done" Lester murmured "I took the liberty of setting up our plans in your garage Michael"

The 4 men walked through Michael's plush living room with its 65 inch Panoramic Flatscreen and into the garage, Michael had no cars stored in there as he preferred to use his Vinewood Hills garage after what had happened with Jimmy's car a couple months back. Trevor stopped in Michael's kitchen to grab a bottle of American whiskey before they continued planning. The bottle was made of smelted, moulded glass but Trevor didn't think about its design as he slugged some whiskey.

"Right we have a few options, I picked the two best ones" Lester took a brief paused and then continued "We can go in at night where his guards will be less alert and quickly steal the safe, this will mean we have to be stealthy and also extremely careful that we don't cause any skirmishes with his thugs along the way in or out"

"Or?" Michael prompted

"We could use the cover of Madrazo's party to infiltrate and take the safe, the route in will be simple however the house will be guarded by the cartel so I would recommend using silenced weapons to take them. The exit route is more difficult, there will be a lot of people and any one person could spot you taking the safe so it could result in a large gunfight" Lester stopped momentarily to review the plans to see if he had told them everything "Also just as a side note you will have to subdue Madrazo in order to take the safe. The choice is yours Michael" Lester finished

Michael deliberated carefully whether to be quite simply loud or quiet, being quiet would mean less rocky road and in his eyes a significantly easier but he was one who liked a bit of glory and the loud approach would certainly give him that, the choice was difficult.

"Come on Sugartits hurry it up already, I want to make Madrazo's bleed while he sucks on himself" Trevor said impatiently

Michael took no notice and mulled over the decision for a few more minutes before reaching a decision.

"I have decided" Michael started before he was interrupted by Trevor

"Finally, I thought I would grow old and die before you made a decision" Trevor jibed

"We are going to do this job quietly, in and out, we hit Madrazo and escape before his gang can retaliate" Michael said after careful consideration

"This may seem stupid but what are we actually stealing?" Franklin asked afraid of mocking comments from Trevor

Trevor looked like he was ready to speak but Lester cut in before he could speak "I am thinking we take the statues located in the lounge and the bedroom, the safe out of the wall and… that's about it"

"What about a horse, Madrazo's got a stable full of them, apparently from a crooked betting friend of mine down by the Los Santos horse track, Madrazo has a top quality thoroughbred by the name of the Mexican Heat." Trevor said

"If you get a prize winning horse without too much trouble then do it otherwise don't risk the rest of the score" Lester warned

"What equipment do we need Lester?" Michael queried

"You need some SMGs with silencing and FMJ, a couple of duffel bags, a car that is both fast, strong and discreet, something to cover your faces with and also the NV goggles from the Vangelico job so you can see" Lester stated matter of the factly

"Okay well Frank you take the car, T I want you on the guns and I will take the masks" Michael said delegating duties.

"Why are you getting the masks, last time I got a hockey mask, what do you think I am going to crash a school bus into a mob bank" Trevor said irritated

"Just let me handle, T okay" Michael responded hoping to pacify him

Trevor continued to cuss as he walked out of the mansion towards the Sanchez parked outside.

"Dawg, I'll see ya homie" Franklin said as he walked out towards his ice white Buffalo.

The plan which Lester had designed would start to come together, finally in Michael's mind at least the job was on.