Note: means there is a change in the story. It goes first person into another character.

Chapter 2: So Close

"Damnit Cortez! Quit being such a damn hard head!" yelled Chief Kalamath. Cortez said in a raspy voice, "Why don't you give up you damn pig!" Kalamath's face got blood red. He whispered to me, "Throw his ass in solitary." I nodded in reply. I said, "Get up you fuckin' Cuban piece of cocaine infested shit!" He glared at me with his eyes lazily as I dragged him down the hall. I said, "Here's your new home cokehead." I threw him into the dark musty room and shut the door. I then shut the security door and locked it with my key. Kalamath found me as I was heading to my office and said, "Hey, it wasn't your fault the men got killed and captured." I replied, "I know, I just wish I could get out of Cortez where Vercetti is hiding them.... Wait! Sir, can we raid his house if I get an arrest warrant?" He pondered the idea, "I'll find a way to forge a warrant, and I'll call you as soon as I get one."
Another boring day in the life of a V.C.P.D. force member. What fun. Sometimes I wonder why I even chose this lousy job. I mean I risk my life everyday for pay that is shit! I may write the governor and ask him to up the salary. Psh yeah right, like that'll ever happen.
"Yeah, we got a warrant so get your ass over there, I'm sending a lot more people so don't you fret," said the Chief. I nodded and hung the phone up. I flicked the little silver knob and my sirens ranged to life. I slammed the gas pedal as I sped through evening traffic. I dodged a Banshee and swerved around an Infernus. "Damnit!" I yelled. I took the car to the sidewalk. Mowing down signs and letterboxes. 'Finally!' I thought, as I saw the Starfish Island Bridge. I sped over the bridge, damnit these people don't listen! Can't they hear my siren? I turned into the old Coke Baron's drive way. I halted in front of the staircase. I jumped out of my passenger side door and drew my Colt .45. I pointed my gun towards the front door, which was open. I really think we got him this time. He didn't expect it. BOOM! Oh no, gun shots! Shit, that could've been them, please don't let it be. "Joe? Jason?" I yelled towards the mansion. No answer. I heard the sirens of a squad car. I ducked behind my car for cover as the reinforcements pulled in.
I walked up the huge staircase with five guns pointed in my direction for cover. I reached the first landing. I peered into the mansion. I saw nobody. So I started up the last flight of stairs. I pushed my back up against the wall so I could see into the mansion better. Wow this is freaky I can't see anybody in there. One, two, three! I rushed into the mansion, eyes open. Nobody. What is going on? I heard a rustling noise to my right. I whipped my shoulders to the right. I saw a man run across the room. I fired. The bullet hit him in the chest. I ran over to him. Oh my God! It's Joe! It's Joe! No! I yelled into my radio, "Man down! Repeat man down!" In seconds more officers ran in and covered me. "Fuck!" I yelled. I stood up and ran like a maniac up the stairs. I destroyed every moving thing I saw. I ran to the roof. I saw Vercetti, I saw the bastard! He hopped into his chopper. I unloaded three clips into the chopper none of them affected it! "Motherfuckin' A!" I yelled. He had Jason with him I saw him in the co- pilot seat! I mouthed to him, "I'm so sorry!"

I was so close.

I felt it inside of me I had them! I saved him! God why did I let Vercetti sift through my fingertips again? I vow that I will one day hunt that lousy bastard down and kill him! One day I swear!

Jason:

"So Mr.Vercetti. Do you have a family?" I asked Tommy Vercetti. He replied, "Yes Jason, I've got a family." I wondered if I should ask the question that bothered me. So I did, "So Tommy, is it ok if I call you Tommy? How come you don't contact or ever talk about your family?" Tommy seemed to freeze in time, his body just stopped. He said in a shaking voice, "T-they betrayed me. T-they told the Diablo's back in Liberty where I was and." He couldn't finish the sentence without crying. I said, "It's okay you don't have to say anymore." Tommy appreciated it, but the rest of the flight to Prawn Island was silent. "Okay, I'm letting you loose. Go and leave before I change my mind," commanded Vercetti. "Thank you a lot," I yelled as I walked away. Holy shit that was a rush, so much had happened in less than an hour. All I remember was a gunshot and yells. Then I saw my so-called squad leader on the roof shooting at us. He isn't a leader, he let us get caught some fucking leader.

Jack:

"Are you okay? Did he do anything to you? 'Cause if he did we can lock him up," I said to Jason. Jason replied with obvious anger, "Look, nothing happened, I just want to take a few days off!" I took the hint and backed off, "Okay, your call." Wow I can't believe Vercetti let him off the hook. I have to tell the Chief. As I was turning around to go down the hall the precinct's own gossip master came up to me and said, "Jack, Jack! What happened? Did he get roughed up a bit?" I shouted, "No Gable! Even if he did do you have to know every damn thing that goes on?!" I know I hurt Gable's feelings because he shut up and turned away. It takes a lot to shut him up. After my little encounter I continued down the long bulletin- boarded wall. I saw the brass sign on a door that read, 'Chief Kalamath'. I knocked on the wooden door. The door swung open and a red-faced Kalamath appeared. He spat as he yelled, "What the hell do you want?!" I backed up to avoid flying saliva and asked, "What's wrong?" He stammered, "That bastard Cortez! He wormed his way out when his cell was opened to be transported to a state penitentiary. But fucking Vercetti picked up him in a chopper! DAMNIT!" The news sunk my soul, but I had to raise the Chief's, "Well we did get Jason back." The Chief slammed the door in my face.