A requested subplot.
Back in Liberty City a 29 year old woman was knocking on a front door.
"Maureen, Maureen, it's me., Please open up" The pretty but a bit short, girl called out.
The door opened up to reveal Maureen McReary.
"Oh, such a doll" Mrs Mcreary said to Dash Lucia. The young girl Packie has left to protect and watch over Maureen in these crazy times.
"No problem" Dash said, handing Maureen a bag full of the medicines she needed.
"How'd you even get them?" Maureen asked.
"Umm... (seen holding up a drug store 15 minutes earlier)... Not important" Dash replied.
"Well.. You didn't have to do this" Maureen insisted.
"Don't be silly. I promised Packie I'd take care of you... Besides.. I.. I never knew my OWN mother.. She died during child birth.. And my dad was abusive... Sally got shot.. Kate got shot.. And Packie moved away... Y- Your all I got" Dash said, in a sad tone.
Maureen hugged her, but didn't say anything.
