When CJ entered the garage, he found that no one was still around. But CJ wasn't fazed. It just meant more resting time for him. So CJ spent the last few hours watching television. Martin and The Fresh Prince of Bel Air were on the television.

After a while, CJ turned off the television and hopped off the sofa to stretch. He looked outside to see the sunset glowing red and orange light through the evening streets. He decided to see what Michelle was up to and hopped inside a parked Washington outside.

He read the address on the card Michelle gave him and drove straight Downtown until he finally pulled up in front of Michelle's Auto Repair shop. He honked the horn and Michelle came out just in time.

"CJ, what's up, dude?" Michelle greeted as she approached the car. "Trust me enough to drive, CJ?"

"Sure you can drive, Michelle," CJ said as he slid on to the passenger's side to let Michelle take the driver's seat.

Michelle then took the wheel and began to drive on the road. She started driving smoothly through the city, being careful not to slam into any vehicles around the road.

"Hey CJ, watch this," Michelle said. She turned on the nitro button and began dashing wildly through the city. She avoided most of the cars around the street and sped to a straight line until she made her way at the end of Doherty road. She made a left turn on a tunnel and made another left onto Easter Basin. CJ was really enjoying the ride with Michelle.

"Damn, girl!" CJ shouted out in glee. "You burning the rubber there!"

"Driving's my passion, CJ!" Michelle told him. "I've been racing cars since I was twelve. Why you think I was at the driving school in the first place?!"

"I always thought you just wanted to watch the test drive there," CJ answered facetiously.

Michelle just laugh. "You must be real fun to be around, CJ," Michelle replied. She just continued driving around the city.

After a good thirty minutes, Michelle drove back to her repair shop and gave CJ a new paint job. She then exited the car and leaned towards the car to face CJ. "So CJ," Michelle told him. "You want me to tune your car for an extra boost?"

"I got all the time in the world for this, girl," CJ replied. "Go ahead."

"Great!" Michelle said.

CJ parked his vehicle inside the garage and Michelle started working on the car. She fixed the bumpers, replaced the rims on the tires, and worked inside the hood. She also gave the vehicle a new paint job. CJ was rather impressed with her work.

"You the first female mechanic I ever seen," CJ told Michelle.

"My father was once a mechanic himself and taught me everything I needed to know," Michelle shrugged. "It's nothing really. You can come over here to get your vehicle fixed anything, CJ."

"Oh you know that, Michelle," CJ replied. "You might be the one."

"Same for you, CJ," Michelle said, smiling. "See you soon."

CJ drove back to the Doherty garage, hoping that he had found the right girl. Unlike Katie, Michelle was very careful when driving her vehicle and wasn't obsessed with death to a point where she would consider it a sexual desire. Michelle could be the one for CJ.

Minutes later, CJ was at the worn-down garage. He still couldn't get over its condition. All CJ really wanted was a nice garage to start a business in. But he wasn't discouraged. He knew that eventually, it will get fixed and turn into a business with the help of his allies. Just then, CJ heard his cellphone ring. He pulled it out to answer it.

"Partner," Jizzy answered over the phone.

"Jizzy," CJ greeted. "What's going on?"

"Well, my business associates," Jizzy started, "they need a little assistance. And I thought of you, friend. Meet T-Bone at the gas station next to the docks at Easter Basin. He's waiting for you in a 4-door sedan. Excuse me, partner, I got a call coming in. Arrivederci."

"Yeah, whatever you say," CJ replied. "Bye!"

So CJ just walked through the streets and headed over to Easter Basin to the gas station. He spotted the brown Washington vehicle there.

"Man, where the hell everybody anyway?" CJ asked as he looked around. He hopped inside the vehicle of the driver's side and waited.

Where the hell is T-Bone? CJ wondered. Jizzy said he'd be here!

Just then, T-Bone suddenly emerged from the back seat and wrapped his arm around his neck, putting him in a tenacious chokehold, similar to how Ryder had always given CJ when the latter two would wrestle with each other.

"Hey, you a pinche jura or what?!" T-Bone asked, pointing a pistol to CJ's temple.

"What the hell?" CJ choked out.

"You think you can mess with me?" T-Bone demanded. "I will blow your head off, and rape and kill your family, you snake. You think you can fucking bullshit me, and fuck me over? I know your fucking game, ese."

"I don't know what you're talking about, man!" CJ muttered, struggling to catch his breath. "My throat!

"Who you working for?" T-Bone interrogated.

"Nobody!" CJ muttered.

T-Bone gradually released his grip and pointed his pistol at CJ's head.

"Turn around and look at me!" he demanded.

CJ complied and slowly faced T-Bone, wearing a bewildered look on his face as he coughed while catching his breath.

"Man, I'm just trying to make some money," CJ wheezed, "and keep my mouth shut. I swear, man!"

"I almost had you, man!" T-Bone replied, smacking CJ in the head. "I almost fucking had you! Guacha! You gotta be careful in this business, man, you know that."

Just then, Mike arrived.

"Are you boys done playing around?" he asked.

"Yeah, we're straight, vato," T-Bone replied.

"Oh good, that's great," Toreno answered. "Now we gotta go meet this shipment. We're late as it is. Let's go!"

"You heard what jefe said," T-Bone told CJ.

So CJ drove through the rode and at the location with the motorcycle and the rocket launcher.

"Get out and grab a bike," Mike ordered CJ. "The shipment has to get to the factory. You make sure it does, we make it worth your while."

Without a word, CJ hopped out of the car.

"We're watching you, kid," Mike warned.

"Si mon, ese," T-Bone added. "We're watching."

Ah shit! CJ thought. Now we're drug trafficking!

So CJ walked over to the artillery and grabbed a rocket launcher and sniper rifle. He then hopped onto the motorcycle and drove through the road. As he approached Downtown, he saw the road block up ahead and the gangs around them. He picked up the rocket launcher and aimed for the vehicles. He pulled the trigger and the bullets hit the cars and killed the gangs, clearing the road.

CJ hopped back on the motorcycle and turned right to find the next road block. He also spotted some gang members on top of the building firing at him. So CJ got out his machine gun and fired at all the gangs, killing them. Then he used the rocket launcher to destroy the cars, clearing that road.

He then headed to the next block, where he killed the gang members and destroyed the vehicles with the rocket launcher there. Without hesitation, he headed to the final road black and killed the gang members and destroyed the vehicles there.

CJ let out a sigh of relief as he spotted the van driving through the road. CJ hopped onto his motorcycle and drove right next to the van, looking around to see who else would try to take it down. He watched in relief as he saw it ride back inside the factory.

CJ entered the factory, where he was talking to a San Fierro Rifa member.

"OK, we made it," CJ told the member, "but the cops gonna be all over the spot real soon. Get the van out of sight, I'm gonna get out of here!"

So CJ exited the factory just in time to hear the police sirens. Luckily he was right across the street from his apartment. He crossed the street and headed inside. CJ let out a sigh of relief. He has had a long day and needed to rest. So he walked inside the bedroom and took off his shoes. He plowed into his bed and fell asleep.