Then Chris went back to the apartment, and fell asleep. When he woke up he went to go get something to eat. Then he went to Ammunation, and bought a shotgun. Later he went to the Vercetti mansion. He asked Vercetti if he wanted him to do something. Vercetti told Chris to go to Leafy Links golf course, and golf with a special client of his. Vercetti wanted Chris to golf with a drug dealer who loved golf, and if Chris could get him to say something about where he lives or anything, so later Vercetti can put a bullet in his pocket. So Chris went to go golf, and he saw this really rich guy, so he went up to him, and said.

Chris: Hi, you any good?

Rich Guy: Well why don't you try me out.

Chris: Make you a bet, if I get eighteen holes before you then you give me $500 dollars, but if I lose I give you $500, deal?

Rich Guy: Your on, by the way my name is Sanches.

Chris: Names John(lying to not give any information away).

Chris, and Sanches played golf for about an hour an Sanches won by three. Chris got that he lives at Burnstreet 4435.

Chris: Heres the $500.

Sanches: Its OK you keep it I had fun.

Chris: Hey, maybe we could play later?

Sanches: Maybe.

Chris: Give me your number, and I might give you a call to play again.

Sanches: 378-9904.

Chris: See you later Sanches.

Sanches: All right bye.

Chris went back to the Vercetti mansion, and told Tommy every thing.

Tommy: This is great the basterd wont know what hit him.

Chris: Yea, so that's it?

Tommy: Yea, for now heres $4000, you are really proving yourself.

Chris: See ya.

Then Chris got back to the apartment, and rested for a while, and watched TV . Then he got a call from someone.

Chris: Hello?

Caller: Carson Road, at 3:30.

Chris: What the-

Then the guy hung up. Chris very confused, went to Carson Road. He did not go unarmed he came with his shotgun, and UZI. When he got there he saw a limo pass by.

Guy in Limo: Get in.

Chris: (Gets in)

Guy in Limo: First of all my name is Jack Peterson.

Chris: Hi, but why-

Jack: I called you because you are becoming very popular on the streets.

Chris: Why are you wearing a mask.

Jack: I cant be seen by anyone, not yet.

Chris: How do you know what I have been doing?

Jack: I know.

Chris: Where are you taking me?

Jack: You will see.

After thirty minutes Chris arrives at a dead end.

Chris: I think I have been here before.

Jack: Yup, get out.

Jack and Chris: (Gets out).

Jack: Hey Charles wait here.

Charles: All right.

Chris: This was a way to my gang hideout.

Jack: Yup.

Chris: (pushes the dead end wall) Hey it is still broken.

Chris: Why did you take me here?

Jack: Just come on.

Through the dead end wall Chris and Jack go through a sewer, then into a building.

Chris: Why did you take me here.

Jack: Because, Chris I needed to talk to you in private.

Chris: How do yo-

Jack: (Takes off his mask) First of all I am not Jack names Cameal.

Chris: I thought you.

Cameal: Died.

Chris: Yea.

Cameal: No, when you guys left, the police came, and thought I had been shot by you and was taken to the hospital, then I went back to Liberty City, to start again. After a few years I came back here with my gang, then I was hearing a lot of things about you then brought you here.

Chris: I'm sor---

Cameal: SORRY! After you left me to be arrested your sorry! (Takes out a gun) Your Sorry!

Chris: Yea Cameal.

Cameal: Sorry is not good enough Chris, you left me, you abandoned me.

Chris: So you want revenge?!

Cameal: Why else would I have called you privately.

Chris: Cameal just!

Cameal: (Pulls the trigger)

Chris: aaa! Wha?

(Water squirts out)

Cameal: Your no good any more.

Chris: Wha?

Cameal: You've gone soft.

Chris: Well I have not been in a gang for about three years.

Cameal: Chris, I thought you could be in my gang, but no your not tough enough, you scared little pussy.

Cameal: You were only tough because your dad beat you, and one day you killed him but it was an accident you pussy, you little frightened pussy!

Chris: Shut the fuck up or I will!

Cameal: What kill me? Heh heh heh you wouldn't kill me you scared fucked up- --

Chris: (Pulls out the UZI) Shut the fuck up!

Cameal: Or what

Chris: (Shoots him in the head eight times).

Charles: Heh heh heh.

Chris: (turns around ) What the fuck do you want? Want some bullets too?!

Charles: I am not Charles takes off his mask, I am Cameal.

Cameal: He was just a guy to make you tough again that looked like me.

Cameal: I knew you had gone soft so I hired a guy to-

Chris: Dont Fuck with me asshole!

Cameal: Your back!

Chris: This aint no fucking reunion just lets get the fuck outta here, brings back bad memories.