Lara leant on Patrick McReary`s arm on a chair in Trevor`s Cookhouse whilst smoking a hand rolled cigarette.
Trevor and Michael had been arguing for a while now. The dust out in Sandy Shores must of gone to Michael`s head and Trevor`s sickly romance with the mob bosses wife had just tipped Michael over the edge. Lara had arrived over 1 hour ago from Los Santos and started to regret coming so early. Even Patrick his self was yawning. Over all the shouting, Patrick turned to Lara and managed to get a sentence out.
"Lara? They always like this?" Lara just caught what he said and took a couple of seconds before answering Patrick`s Sentence.
"No they aren`t well not until recently." She finished while taking another long drag from her cigarette and some ash fell off and onto her black bodycon dress that clung to her tightly. Her and Patrick had some history but the pair never brought it up between them. He had just moved to Los Santos from Liberty City when Lara moved in from England and they met at the airport.
"You look pretty." He said strolling alongside her in the crowded airport. She had just picked up her baggage and was waiting for her last bag to come around when he came over.
"Oh thanks." She said slightly blushing while picking up the bag that came around.
"Look, this is a bit direct but are you working?" He said which she immediately snapped at.
"What so because i am dressed like this..." She said gesturing to the black mini skirt and white tank top she was wearing. "you think im some sort of prostitute?" She said gathering her bags and walking away rolling her eyes enraged. 2 minutes in the god foresaken city and she had already been insulted however she was immediately stopped by a firm grasp on her wrist.
"No sorry, look i meant like criminal work? I saw the luggage tag said Lara Malone and i assumed you were the daughter of Maurice Malone that criminal from England?" He said correcting his self. Lara pulled away her arm from him and turned back to reply.
"Yes i am. Now look anyone could be listening here so can we talk about this somewhere else?" She said handing him a quick hand scrawled note with an address to a home she had just recently secured with heist money. That was the first time he met her and the two sucsessfully completed a job together the next day scoring a large amount of money. What was never mentioned was that they slept together on day two of meeting each other but Patrick soon mentioned that one bringing her back to the present world.
"So you got off with either of them yet?" He said catching the attention of Lester who was rapidly tapping on the keys of his computer.
"Patrick!" She said immediately lowering her tone to a whisper.
"Well you fucked me within two days so what am i meant to expect.." He said laughing at her.
"Only the one. Michael. We are done though and im moving on..." She said looking him dead in the eye while hearing Michael and Trevor Continued to argue.
"With Steve Haines." He said and Lara looked at him dumbfounded.
"How the fuck did you know?"
"LifeInvader." He said whilst Lara turned to Lester who just laughed a little and turned his attention back to the glaring screen. She flung herself back onto the chair like a toddler who was having a tantrum and heard brief footsteps up the stairs followed by shouting which stopped Michael and Trevor`s ongoing arguement. The three spoke for a minute before They all got themselves ready before marching out and down the stairs of Trevor`s Place. Patrick was behind her and leaned over and whispered in her ear.
"Dont worry i wont tell anyone your getting off with the agent..." He said laughing while Lara moved his face away shooting him a look. They got into the van and Lara just sat and looked at the ridiculous get up she was wearing. A tight black dress and a leather biker jacket coated in a faded black colour with her same ratty trainers she had wore for 5 years. She had her hair up in a half up half down beehive and smokey black eye makeup. Her trance was interuptted by Trevor`s Intimaadting voice.
"Mrs Haines your first bank job if i may ask?" She gritted her teeth.
"Dont call me Mrs Haines." She said turning bright red while the men in the van laughed. "Anyways my first job wasnt a bank to your dismay. It was a shop. I had a school disco and all my friends were getting short dresses from this place which cost so much. Didnt have enough money so i walked into the shop with my father`s shotgun and demaded they gave me the priceiest dress, shoes and bag which was what i got. I also managed to bag the money from the tills as well. I was the only girl at a teens disco with a pink diamonte dress and diamond knee high boots not forgetting 5 grand in cash." She said finishing the longest sentence she had ever spoke. Mentioning her first job took her back to the good old days where shop keepers would be to intimadated to try be a hero.
"Woah... All that for a teens disco.." Michael muttered while the men continued their conversation. Lara yet again zoned out not wanting to listen to everyone`s stories. What she thought about was everybody teasing her about her and Steve. Did they have that much of a future?
They got to Paleto bay in the nick of time thanks to Michael`s reckless driving and dropped Franklin off near a bulldozer.
"Ill bring a dye pack just for you!" Trevor screamed back at Franklin for what Lara could only assume was about first bank jobs. After this the men slid on black masks that covered their whole faces while Lara placed on a black masquerade that covered her eyes and nose. They got outside the bank and quickly hopped out leaping through the front doors. Lara and Patrick ran straight for the metal vault door and passed him the blowtorch and he made short work of the door.
"L! Kick the door!" He said and with a large kick she raised her leg and kicked the door, falling to the floor with a large banging noise while the two ran into the vault. They started snatching money violently and shoving it into large duffle bags and Michael soon came in.
"Hey we aint gonna get past this response they have out there!" He said pointing outside. His eyes soon got caught on the armour stacked in corner and noticed they could fit perfectly on Michael, Trevor and Patrick. But what about Lara?
"Lara you are going to run around back and hop on whatever vehicle you see and meet us at the warehouse and wait inside until we get there okay?" Micahel said arm resting on her shoulder looking into her puzzled face. She sighed and let out a roar of frustration.
"Fine! Whatever!" She said taking herself out of Michael`s hand and walking towards the back door which was locked. She rose her leg for the second time and battered the poor wooden door down with one kick.
Getting outside, her eyes scanned her whereabouts and she spotted a cherry red motorbike parked around back. She smirked at the sight and jumped onto it and getting herself out of the sticky situation. She heard distant gunshots and cries and hoped that the cries were the wounded officers. She looked ahead and saw military troops blocking the road she was zooming down. She quickly squeezed between the narrow gap in between of the land rovers and sharply turned around the other corners.
She finally got to the warehouse and ditched the motorbike outside and hid behind the wall next to the enterance waiting for the men to arrive. Almost immediately after her, they came and she saw Michael and Trevor sitting in the digging compartment of the bulldozer while Franklin controlled the beast of a machine.
"Where`s Packie?" She said turning around worried. He was one of her best friends.
"It`s alright. He`s holding the teams back and he just got off before." Michael said guiding her through the warehouse making sure she didnt get hit because she wasnt wearing any armour. They got to where they needed to be and now they had to wait for the train. They took down the last of the troops and hopped onto the empty train carriage. Lara turned over on her back and saw Michael, Trevor and Franklin there with her.
"We fucking did it!" She screamed hopping up in excitement with the men.
And the celebrations started.