3 DAYS LATER:
Just outside Los Santos hospital:
Michael, Franklin, Trevor and Sally all met with Johnny and them shortly after they finally got back to Los Santos.
"Oh Trevor.. I never thought I would actually be HAPPY to see your face" Johnny said.
"Hey, no need for sarcasm" Trevor groaned.
"No, I'm serious" Johnny replied.
"... Are you high?" Trevor asked, confused by this new behavior.
"Can't you just take the compliment?" Johnny joked.
Trevor didn't reply.
"Wait.. Where's Carly and Packie?" Michael asked.
"Yeah.. And where's Dash for that matter?" Franklin asked.
"Well.. Dash needed to be alone for awhile, after hearing about Carly and Packie" Johnny admitted.
"Yeah.. Dash is pretty upset" Daisy added.
"Why?.. What the hell did Vaas do to them!?" Michael cried. Getting more worried.
"It wasn't Vaas.. It was another guy.. Hoyt.. Who was actually wo-"
"Look, you can tell me about this Hoyt guy, later.. Just tell me.. Where are they!?" Michael cried.
Johnny sighed sadly.
"Well.. Carly got her finger cut off, along with having been forced to torture Jimmy.. Long story.. Tell you later.. She's in the hospital, but she's gonna be fine... And Packie... Packie didn't make it" Johnny said sadly.
Michael was heartbroken. His best friend, dead.
The others were saddened two. Even Trevor.
"Oh no.. Oh fuck no" Michael said quitely, and had to sit down on a nearby bench.
"But.. How?" Franklin asked.
"Carly won't talk about it. And Jimmy doesn't know anything else about it.. All Jimmy got out of her was that Hoyt outsmarted her, he knew her plan" Johnny said.
"I.. I see" Michael said.
"I -Is Carly awake?" he added.
"Not sure" Johnny admitted.
"Let me check" Michael said, heading into the hospital.