After stealing the Jetmax replete with coke inside, Vic returned inside the room of Diaz's mansion, where two of his goons were taking a sample of the coke on the table.
"Let me try," Diaz demanded. He took a whiff of the white powdered drug. "Tastes fine," he declared. "I can't tell."
He then turned to the doorway to see Vic entering the room "Ah, Vic!" Diaz cheered. "Thank you, lord! At last, someone who isn't the missing link."
"Hey, Diaz," Vic replied.
"Let me try," Diaz demanded his goons turning back to him. He took another big whiff of the substance. "If I wanted to snort milk, I'd go suck a damn cow!" Diaz snapped at the goon in the blue shirt. "Dickhead! Don't cut it so much!"
"What are you doing?" Vic asked Diaz.
"I'm playing both sides," Diaz replied pacing through the room. "I make a little deal with the DEA. I hand over 200 kilos of that cocaine you and Quentin stole from Gonzalez... In exchange, they gonna give me some serious guns. Not like this toy... "
Diaz then pulled out a pistol and waved it around, with the other three in the room ducking from the barrel to take cover from the imminent shot. Then he pulled the trigger, firing the bullet through the wall.
"Holy... " one of the goons cried out.
"OK... " Vic added.
Diaz just laughed. "But first, we cutting the cocaine, so they get 200 kilos, and I keep the rest, comprende?" he ordered walking up to the table. "But we gotta get the mix right. Let me try."
Diaz took another whiff of the cocaine on the table and inhaled deeply. "Perfect... .. " he declared silently. "All right, bag it up and load it into the truck for Vic, but leave a little out for me. I gotta unwind... "
Diaz then closed his eyes and breathed silently. Vic just shook his head.
Looks like someone hasn't followed Frank's advice, he thought.
Vic headed outside along with Diaz's other goons and hopped inside the green van just in front of the stairs. Vic took the wheel and drove out of the driveway, making a left turn on Starfish Island. He drove straight down the road and took the bridge heading to the other side of the island, making a left turn.
"The boss had me come along in case you decided to drive off with his merchandise," one of Diaz's goons told Vic. "Come on, let's get to the deal."
Vic just continued driving the long road leading to Downtown. As he finally made it to the end of the road, Vic made a left turn on Downtown and drove straight right before making a right turn on the other corner of the road. He was getting in real deep in the drug trade now. But Vic didn't complain. After all, he had no other choice, and he was already doing the jobs.
When he reached the Palms Hotel, he drove to the side and made his way to the car park, where he and the other goon met the other goons, ready to pick up the delivery from the DEA. There were four of them in a Sentinel XS, and they all hopped out at once.
"Just in time, senior," one of them said. "The DEA will be here any minute with our guns."
Just then, one of them was killed by a stealthy shot from up above. Another one of the goons looked straight up at the direction. "Look out!" he shouted. "Snipers, they're all over! The deals gonna be ruined. It's all Gonzalez' men!"
I had a bad feeling that I would regret trusting Gonzalez, Vic thought.
Luckily for him, there was also a sniper rifle inside the van as well. So Vic quickly went to the van and opened the back door. He looked inside the grab a long black sniper rifle from the back.
"Time to clean up the shit!" Vic announced.
He crouched behind the Sentinel XS and looked up to find some snipers above the buildings. There was one sniper on the top of the building behind the car park from up above. He was ducking under the railing from above. As he finally popped his head from behind, Vic kept his aim at his face and pulled the trigger, killing him instantly.
Another one was hiding on top of another building right in front of the building surrounding the car park area. Vic aimed the sniper rifle to see that the sniper from up above was standing right in full view, thus giving Vic a chance to take him out instantly.
There were five more snipers around ready to fire at Vic and the other goons, with some on roofs that were either higher or lower, and even one of them was right below the ground.
With the DEA on their way any minute before this, Vic wasted no time as he used the sniper rifle to aimed at tone of the snipers up above and pulled the trigger to fire a sniper bullet to the sniper's face. He repeated the process with the other four living snipers, who all took a single bullet to the face and dropped dead after a single shot.
By the time every last sniper was dead, the DEA had arrived just in time, and the deal was a success. So Vic and one of Diaz's goons jumped into the truck supplied with the firearms and the other four hopped into their Sentinel XS, and they all drove out of the alleyway leading back onto the street.
"Come on, Señor!" the goon in the truck with Vic urged the latter. "We've got the guns, but we're not home free yet!"
He was right. Because Gonzalez's men were now chasing him on vehicles, trying to take him down. "Just like I said, Señor, here they come!" Diaz's goon warned Vic. He pulled out his machine gun and fired back at the vehicles chasing after him and Vic. "Die!" the goon shouted.
Vic wasted no time as he continued driving straight down and made a left turn. Gonzalez's men were still hot on his trail, and he was going as fast as the truck he was driving could ride. He then made a right turn and drove down the long road up ahead. He kept his cool and continued driving to avoid Gonzalez's men chasing after him in the truck supplying the firearms.
Vic continued driving down the straight road until he made a left turn on the bridge leading to Starfish Island. He saw that there were no more vehicles chasing after him. Vic sighed in relief as he continued driving straight down. He no longer had to worry about losing the firearms behind the truck.
So he made a right turn to the driveway leading to Diaz's mansion. "Just park it into the garage up ahead, Señor," Diaz's goon told Vic.
Vic saw that there was a garage door up ahead. So as the garage door opened, Vic slowly drove to it and slowly rode inside to park the truck into. Then he and the other good exited the truck and walked out of the garage. It was a breeze for Vic to complete the job. This Diaz guy was rather peculiar to Vic to say the least.
Just then, Vic heard his pager beeping. He took it out to find that it was a message from Gonzalez.
"Vic," the message read. "My old friend. I'mat the yard of Ricardo's lawn and I'd appreciate your help one last time. Please... Please... "
Vic just sighed. He wasn't sure what Gonzalez wanted from him after his men had chased him around Downtown. But Vic refused to question it anymore and just simply walked to the yard on the side of the mansion.