Chapter Three
Vincent sat upon his motorcycle, waiting for some action. These Silvae did not look harmful to him. Why was he needed? Something was not right.
Tommy greeted the Silvae leader. "So, you finally show up. I don't know why, but you look familiar. Do I know you from somewhere?"
"Aye, you don't. So, when are we going to start? I'm getting bored here. I need some action."
"Why did you come here, Mr.?"
"Alios, to you. We wanted to see what Vice City was like, if it was any better than Mutiny. Hey, Chateau, come down here."
The phone rang inside. It got picked up, and then the woman walked down. "He's there, he said."
"Good. This is my daughter, Chateau. She was the reason I'm here."
"Pleasure to meet you, Mr. Vercetti." She smiled, and walked away.
"Now, let's get on with it."
Vincent waited for the Silvae to get in line. He was bored, and hopefully, there was no trick. When the stoplight turned green, they went, driving at high speeds against traffic.
Police who had been in the area had been paid off, yet they still came after the racers. With them, it became harder to win, since they had tried to cut the racers off.
Vincent was amused. Every time a cop came to slow him down, he drove off of the road. Soon, the Feds came, blocking the road with their cars. Many of the Silvae crashed, and got busted. Vincent still raced, going on sidewalks for the road. One Silvae, who was also on a PCJ, tailed Vincent through the whole ride.
The Silvae rode beside Vincent. It was the Don's daughter. She looked at Vincent, and smiled. Then, she rode ahead. Vincent grew angry, and increased his speed. He did not want to win against this girl. When he caught up to her near the Ocean View Hotel, she pulled out a Colt .45. She shot out Vincent's front tire, sending him flying through the air. He slid along the concrete, watching the Silvae ride past.
Tommy stopped his Infernus when he saw Vincent lying in the middle of the road. He got out, pulling him to a safe distance. "What happened?"
"They're leading us into a trick." He looked at his scrapped arm, feeling pain run through his body. "The daughter, she shot out my wheel. Call up Justin. Warn him."
Tommy took out his cell, calling Justin. Several rings, and no one picked up. He hung up. "They probably have him. Damn!"
Police sirens came. Two pigs stopped, recognizing the Infernus and the crashed PCJ. They got out, running over to the two. Before Tommy could react, they had put their Colts to them, and put handcuffs on both of them.
Vincent groaned as they shoved him inside. Tommy was then shoved in, but he struggled. He knew he was going to be in prison for life if they found out he was the one and only Thomas Vercetti.
*** Chateau arrived at the North Point Mall, seeing her men there. They crowded around Justin, beating him. She got off her motorcycle, and walked over to them. "Let him be."
The Silvae backed away when they saw her. "He was struggling, trying to get away."
"I don't care." She knelt next to him, seeing how bad he was hurt. Blood ran down from a cut above his left eye. His nose and lip were bleeding. He was bounded by rope around the ankles and knees. He had several cuts on his body. "You should have known he was not Tommy. He probably isn't even part of the gang."
She got up, helping Justin up to the Banshee. She had one of her men guard him while she gazed upon the road.
No other cars came. She was alone. She was disappointed, hoping someone else of her clan would show up, or even one of the Vercetti gang. She turned, walking back toward Justin. She held up his face with her hand, looking into his bloodshot eyes.
He could not help but to look at her. He did not have enough strength to look away. She let go of his chin, letting his head fall. He slowly lifted his head, looking at her. "What is it.that you want with." his head fell limp, and he did not have enough strength to speak.
She turned her head to look at him. "With Tommy? Ah, it is a long story. I shall tell you once you are feeling better."
Tony, Maverick, and Joey pulled up into the parking lot. They got out, carrying an Uzi that Tommy had given them before the race started. They knew they were alone. Chateau watched them come forward. She was not afraid of them.
"Where's Justin?" Joey asked.
"In there." She regarded the Banshee.
Joey ran over to Justin, seeing how he was doing. Tony went over to stand behind Joey, also seeing how bad he was doing. Maverick stood next to Chateau, making sure she did not go anywhere.
"Where's the money, for beating your sorry little asses?"
"I saw what you did, shooting out Vincent's tire. You deserve no money. And not only that, you got Mr. V and Vincent arrested." He spat at her, walking to the driver seat. He glanced back at her. "Go back to Mutiny. You don't belong here."
She faintly laughed, moving out of the way as they drove off. She had no use for them. Now that she knew Tommy was arrested, she could run the town easily. She got on her PCJ, and drove off to the Hyman Condo.
Vincent sat upon his motorcycle, waiting for some action. These Silvae did not look harmful to him. Why was he needed? Something was not right.
Tommy greeted the Silvae leader. "So, you finally show up. I don't know why, but you look familiar. Do I know you from somewhere?"
"Aye, you don't. So, when are we going to start? I'm getting bored here. I need some action."
"Why did you come here, Mr.?"
"Alios, to you. We wanted to see what Vice City was like, if it was any better than Mutiny. Hey, Chateau, come down here."
The phone rang inside. It got picked up, and then the woman walked down. "He's there, he said."
"Good. This is my daughter, Chateau. She was the reason I'm here."
"Pleasure to meet you, Mr. Vercetti." She smiled, and walked away.
"Now, let's get on with it."
Vincent waited for the Silvae to get in line. He was bored, and hopefully, there was no trick. When the stoplight turned green, they went, driving at high speeds against traffic.
Police who had been in the area had been paid off, yet they still came after the racers. With them, it became harder to win, since they had tried to cut the racers off.
Vincent was amused. Every time a cop came to slow him down, he drove off of the road. Soon, the Feds came, blocking the road with their cars. Many of the Silvae crashed, and got busted. Vincent still raced, going on sidewalks for the road. One Silvae, who was also on a PCJ, tailed Vincent through the whole ride.
The Silvae rode beside Vincent. It was the Don's daughter. She looked at Vincent, and smiled. Then, she rode ahead. Vincent grew angry, and increased his speed. He did not want to win against this girl. When he caught up to her near the Ocean View Hotel, she pulled out a Colt .45. She shot out Vincent's front tire, sending him flying through the air. He slid along the concrete, watching the Silvae ride past.
Tommy stopped his Infernus when he saw Vincent lying in the middle of the road. He got out, pulling him to a safe distance. "What happened?"
"They're leading us into a trick." He looked at his scrapped arm, feeling pain run through his body. "The daughter, she shot out my wheel. Call up Justin. Warn him."
Tommy took out his cell, calling Justin. Several rings, and no one picked up. He hung up. "They probably have him. Damn!"
Police sirens came. Two pigs stopped, recognizing the Infernus and the crashed PCJ. They got out, running over to the two. Before Tommy could react, they had put their Colts to them, and put handcuffs on both of them.
Vincent groaned as they shoved him inside. Tommy was then shoved in, but he struggled. He knew he was going to be in prison for life if they found out he was the one and only Thomas Vercetti.
*** Chateau arrived at the North Point Mall, seeing her men there. They crowded around Justin, beating him. She got off her motorcycle, and walked over to them. "Let him be."
The Silvae backed away when they saw her. "He was struggling, trying to get away."
"I don't care." She knelt next to him, seeing how bad he was hurt. Blood ran down from a cut above his left eye. His nose and lip were bleeding. He was bounded by rope around the ankles and knees. He had several cuts on his body. "You should have known he was not Tommy. He probably isn't even part of the gang."
She got up, helping Justin up to the Banshee. She had one of her men guard him while she gazed upon the road.
No other cars came. She was alone. She was disappointed, hoping someone else of her clan would show up, or even one of the Vercetti gang. She turned, walking back toward Justin. She held up his face with her hand, looking into his bloodshot eyes.
He could not help but to look at her. He did not have enough strength to look away. She let go of his chin, letting his head fall. He slowly lifted his head, looking at her. "What is it.that you want with." his head fell limp, and he did not have enough strength to speak.
She turned her head to look at him. "With Tommy? Ah, it is a long story. I shall tell you once you are feeling better."
Tony, Maverick, and Joey pulled up into the parking lot. They got out, carrying an Uzi that Tommy had given them before the race started. They knew they were alone. Chateau watched them come forward. She was not afraid of them.
"Where's Justin?" Joey asked.
"In there." She regarded the Banshee.
Joey ran over to Justin, seeing how he was doing. Tony went over to stand behind Joey, also seeing how bad he was doing. Maverick stood next to Chateau, making sure she did not go anywhere.
"Where's the money, for beating your sorry little asses?"
"I saw what you did, shooting out Vincent's tire. You deserve no money. And not only that, you got Mr. V and Vincent arrested." He spat at her, walking to the driver seat. He glanced back at her. "Go back to Mutiny. You don't belong here."
She faintly laughed, moving out of the way as they drove off. She had no use for them. Now that she knew Tommy was arrested, she could run the town easily. She got on her PCJ, and drove off to the Hyman Condo.
