CJ walked over to Lisa as everyone else dispersed in other directions.
"So what you need, Lisa?" CJ asked.
"Well," Lisa started, "the first thing I'm gonna need is a pencil and paper to sketch out what the garage will look like. One thing you must know, Carl, is that designing is part of art, and you can't make art without sketching it out to get a good understanding on what you want it to look like. That would be like killing the wrong person in a war all because you didn't know what he or she actually looked like."
"Ah, you just had to go there with that analogy," CJ groaned.
"You get my point, Carl," Lisa replied. "All I'm saying is that I'm gonna need some art supplies so I can be able to sketch the garage's design. Can you do that for me?"
CJ thought about it for a second. He was rather naïve on what Lisa told him since he wasn't much of an artist himself. But he got the idea and wanted to transform the garage into something nice.
"Alright, Lees," CJ agreed. "My man Zero has plenty of art supplies at his shop."
"Well then go to the shop and grab them for me," Lisa told him.
"Alright, fellas," CJ told everyone else. "I'ma holla at Zee real quick. Just hold tight. Lisa's gonna keep you all company!"
"Good luck, CJ!" Cesar called out, and CJ headed out the front door.
He headed outside and hopped inside a parked Washington outside. He started the engine and drove onto the road, making a right turn. He made another right on the intersection and straight down to Garcia street. He parked in front of Zero's shop and went inside.
"Yo Zee!" CJ called. "You in here?!"
"In the back, Carl!" Zero called distantly from the other room.
CJ went into the backroom to find Zero inventing something.
"What the hell are you doing?" CJ asked.
"I heard your friend's sister came around to help re-design the garage at Doherty," Zero replied. "So I'm thinking of what inventions I can make in order to get the job done quicker."
"Whatever, man," CJ groaned. "Look, I need some art supplies in order to sketch out the designs. You got any material?"
"Sure thing," Zero announced. He went to his storage from the corner and screamed in frustration.
"What?" CJ called. "What is it?"
"Berkley!" Zero shouted at the sky. "He's stolen my art supplies! He must've hired some lackeys to sneak inside my shop and steal it!"
"Well, now what?" CJ asked. "We can't design the garage without something to sketch with."
"Here," Zero said, handing CJ a small tape. "I just remembered, I have video cameras around my shop to identify whoever snuck inside my shop. Not smart now, huh Berkley?!"
Zero went to a television and placed the tape inside the VCR on top of it and the two looked as the video played. In the video, at 1:45 AM, a mysterious man wearing a blue hoodie crept inside the shop and pulled down his hood. He was a blonde guy with a bowl-cut hairstyle and reached into the storage to steal some art supplies inside a box.
"I know that guy!" Zero called. "That's Zeke! He's a typical hobo thief who's been stealing stuff out of other people's properties! He lives over by the pier in Esplanade North! At least Berkely wasn't behind it this time! At least I know he won't be around to bother me or my business again! Still, I have to get my art supplies back!"
"Thanks, Zee!" CJ told him. "I'm gonna pay that hobo a visit!"
"Please do, Carl!" Zero demanded. "Those art supplies are very valuable to me and I can't afford to have some hobo using it as whatever."
"No prob, Zee," CJ called.
So CJ walked out the shop and hopped inside the vehicle, He drove straight up and drove Downtown until he came to a right turn at the end of the road, in which he went straight until he made a left turn down Esplanade North and finally reached the pier.
CJ hopped out of the vehicle and looked around. There were still dried bloodstains on the floor from killing the Ballas and Rifas from two days ago. CJ finally came across the hobo sleeping onto a box. It was Zeke alright. And that was definitely Zero's box. It was still in perfect condition. This gave CJ a chance to grab the box slowly out of Zeke's reach. But the hobo woke up to see CJ reaching for the box.
"What you taking my box for, boy?" Zeke asked in a raspy voice.
"Your box?!" CJ asked. "You stole it from the Zero RC shop!"
"It makes a comfortable pillow!" Zeke replied.
"Look," CJ protested, "just hand over the box and nobody gets hurt."
"Back off, asshole!" Zeke growled, hopping to his feet pulling out a knife. "You ain't getting my box!"
He grabbed the box and kneed CJ in the groin right before he ran away with the box. CJ slouched in pain.
"Ahhh, motherfucker!" CJ shouted in pain. It took him a while to stand up straight as he ran to Zeke holding his crotch. He watched as the elusive hobo hopped onto an upcoming trolley.
"Shit!" CJ shouted.
He had been warned by Lisa to not have her involved with petty crimes, and he knew Lisa would get upset once she discovered that the art supplies had been stolen. So he hopped inside his car and raced after the trolley. Zeke was right on board, and CJ had rolled down the windows.
"Last chance, asshole!" CJ shouted. "Hand over the fucking box!"
"Kiss my hairy ass, motherfucker!" Zeke shouted back.
So CJ had no choice but to pull out his tech none and shoot at the hobo, being careful not to hit the box. He kept his speed and aimed for the hobo. He fired weapons at him. He missed as the trolley came to a turn. CJ continued to catch his speed and pulled up in front of the trolley. He stuck his weapon out of the window and aimed precisely at Zeke. With his right index finger, he pulled the trigger and shot at Zeke once again. He finally riddled the hobo with ten bullets and the latter finally dropped dead, with the box falling out of his hands and off the trolley, with his corpse lying on the moving vehicle as it made a right turn.
CJ stopped the car and pulled right next to the box. As he got out to examine the box, he saw that it was still in mint was the slightest bit bent. CJ pulled out his phone to punch in Zero's number.
"Yo Zee," CJ called. "I got the box back from that crazy ass hobo, and just to let you know, he won't ever steal anything again."
"Nicely done, Carl," Zero replied. "Of course, I'm gonna need to get some security for my shop so no one else breaks in. But anyways, you can have those art supplies inside that box. Just take care of it, don't lose anything, just take care of it, okay, Carl?"
"No prob, Zee," CJ replied.
As he hung up, he grabbed the box and stored it inside the vehicle. He drove down the street Downtown and made his way inside the garage in Doherty. He hopped out of the vehicle, grabbed the box from the back seat, and walked over to Lisa.
"Here you go, Lisa," CJ said, handing Lisa the box of art supplies. "All the papers, the sketch pencils, they all neatly stacked and stored. Not a single thing broken."
"Thank you very much, Carl," Lisa replied, cutting open the box. She took a sheet of paper and a small frame out, as well as a few sketch pencils. "You swear you got this out of the shop, right?"
"Yes," CJ replied.
"You didn't steal it, did you?" Lisa asked skeptically.
"Naw, I didn't," CJ replied.
"And no one else stole it, have they?" Lisa continued to ask.
"Absolutely not, Lisa," CJ protested nervously. "I swear, I got it from my man, Zero."
Lisa stared hard at CJ with her big brown eyes to make sure he was telling the truth. As much as Lisa wanted to help the team re-design the garage, it would be very stressful for her to deal with many street infractions and chaos. So she had to make sure that CJ wasn't in the middle of street crimes at this moment. After a few seconds, Lisa finally gave in.
"Okay then," she replied. "But just to remind you, I got my eye on you, Carl Johnson - you and the other guys! Now if you'll excuse me, I have to return to the office to sketch out the design of this garage. So I can't be distracted, okay?"
"I hear ya, Lees," CJ replied with a sigh. "Go on and do yo' thang."
CJ watched as Lisa walked to the office. He stared at her round rear as her hips swayed back and forth while she was walking. CJ felt an erection coming around. He then snapped himself out of it as he watched Lisa enter the office and sit on the chair in front of the desk. She set the paper on the desk and started sketching.
CJ still remembered what he promised Lisa just a few minutes ago.
Man, I hope I don't have to deal with this petty shit again, CJ thought. I don't want to get into any more bullshit.
He watched as the others started working around the garage. So it was time for CJ to join in on the work. He refused to slack around while everyone else was already trying to finish.