The next day, Tommy walked right out of the hotel. He had a long day yesterday. Aside from the fact that he had no idea he was being hypnotized by Auntie Poulet's potion, he spent the whole afternoon helping out a Cuban gang from the Haitians.

Tommy went to his white Infernus and started the engine. He made it onto the road and decided that it was time to see Diaz again. He wasn't sure how long he had to keep Diaz from getting suspicious that he was onto him, but he knew he had to retain his patience, because he still had it all planned out before he was really ready to take action on the drug lord who ambushed his deal.

Tommy looked around Washington Beach as he drove around it. There were several cars driving around the road, and some of them even had ostentatious colors painting around them. It was only 7;30 Am, and already, the traffic was slowly increasing.

Tommy made a left turn on the bridge leading to Starfish Island and drove straight ahead and made a left turn to the path leading to the driveway of Diaz's mansion. As Tommy parked his vehicle in front of the garage, he heard shotgun gunshots. Diaz was also yelling rather loudly and angrily on his front porch.

What is wrong with that midget now? Tommy thought.

So as he turned the engine of the Infernus off, he hopped out of the vehicle and walked up the steps.

Diaz was at the front of his mansion using a shotgun to fire at flying pigeons up above. He had pigeon droppings on his last vehicle, and he was scaring the pigeons away from his mansion. The bullet Diaz fired at one of the pigeons zipped in the air and tore through the pigeon's chest, causing it to drop dead on the road ahead.

"Not so pleased with yourselves NOW, huh!" Diaz bellowed victoriously.

He chortled loudly as Tommy approached the angry midget. "Whoa!" Tommy told him trying to dodge the barrel of the shotgun Diaz was waving around as he turned to face Tommy. "Watch where you're waving that thing!

"No more pigeon shit on MY car, eh Tommy?" Diaz told Tommy laughing.

"Guess not," Tommy muttered.

"You're damn right," Diaz chuckled. "Now listen, you know who owns the fastest boat on the east coast?"

"Not off hand, no," Tommy admitted.

"ME!" Diaz exclaimed in a cocky tone of voice. "And I want it to stay that way. Every smuggler from here to Caracas has one dream, a faster boat. Rumor has it, the boatyard has just completed such a vessel for some Costa Rican dickhead. And Tommy!... I WANT THAT BOAT!"

Tommy nodded in agreement, and Diaz then turned around to see more pigeons flying above the mansion. "Ah, I thought I got you!" Diaz shouted firing more bullets at the flying pigeons. "Where'd you come from?! Pigeons! Boom! Aaahhh!"

"I think your pigeons are back," Tommy told Diaz rhetorically.

Tommy turned around to laugh. Seeing Diaz getting angry at everything was just too hilarious to him. Even though he knew that Diaz was responsible for the botched drug deal days ago, Tommy wanted to make sure that Diaz would fully trust him so he wouldn't suspect a think. Tommy was a cold-blooded murderer, sure, but he never threw the first punch at anyone who didn't have it coming, and he was a clean thinker who wanted to put his plans into fastidious details before implementing them.

So Tommy ran down the stairs and hopped inside his Infernus, starting the engine in the process. He made a right turn and exited through the driveway, making a left turn on Starfish Island to go straight. As he made it through the bridge, he reached the end and made a left turn on the long road of the western island.

Tommy drove straight down until he made it all the way to the docks in Viceport to the docks. Tommy then parked his vehicle at the boatyard and discovered that it was heavily guarded, as most of the guards there were heavily armed. Tommy knew he had to me more pragmatic about his, otherwise he would be biting the bullet.

So before he jumped out, Tommy reached behind in the floor of the back seat and grabbed his Kruger. He slowly walked to the boatyard prepared to defend himself against the guards at the boatyard. Just right ahead, Tommy saw a Squalo hanging above the docks.

Tommy gunned down his first victim, who was oblivious to Tommy's presence, and Tommy continued fighting his way inside the boatyard. Eventually, there were more guards popping out to fire bullets at him.

Tommy ducked behind a stack of crates on the left side just in time to circumvent the bullets flying at him by the assault rifles fired by the guards. Tommy appeared slowly from behind the crates and fired back at the guards who were firing their bullets at him.

Repeatedly, Tommy ducked back behind the crates after firing his weapons at the guard. He killed each of the guards one at a time after ducking back behind the crates.

After Tommy killed the last guard, he popped out from behind the crates and slowly made his way through the boatyard. Before making it inside the entrance, Tommy used the wall for cover. He wanted to make sure he didn't walk into any rapid gun fire.

He took a furtive look inside and saw that there were several more guards firing at Tommy with their assault rifles. Tommy was able to avoid the bullets and fired just as many bullets at one of them and used the wall as cover again.

Tommy repeated the process with the rest of the guards and slowly made his way inside the boat storage. He searched for a control panel to lower the hanging boat outside of the boatyard into the water.

To his left, Tommy finally found a control panel and activated the switch, which caused the Squalo to lower right onto the water.

Before Tommy had a chance to leave unscathed, he encounter yet another guard who tried to take him down. So Tommy pulled out his Kruger and fired bullets inside him, killing him.

The guard's partner also popped out and fired bullets at Tommy, only for the latter to return the fire bu ripping bullets into him as well.

With the guards out of the way, this gave Tommy a chance to exit the boatyard, and as he made it outside, he ran to the docks and hopped inside the Squalo.

Tommy started the boat's engine and drove away onto the ocean. Unfortunately, he had also attracted the attention of the police. But Tommy wasn't worried. He was actually excited for a thrill of a chase from the police.

Tommy turned on the radio, in which "Two Tribes" by Frankie Goes To Hollywood was playing on. Tommy drove as quick as he could to shake the police on boats. It was a rather fun experience for him. Especially during the morning. Eventually, Tommy finally lost the cops and made it to the dock of Diaz's backyard.

Tommy sighed in relief. Now all he had to do was see what else Diaz had in stores for him. He exited the boat and hopped onto the docks, where he made his way through the backyard and to Diaz's mansion.