A slimy looking salesman slithered over to Tommy and rested his hand on his shoulder. "Sir I can guarantee that we have the car for you" he said with a sickly smile. Tommy shrugged the salesman off but being a salesman man he wouldn't lose a customer that easily. Tommy soon found himself being toured around the show room. The salesman pointed out a number of brand new cars. "Here we have the Blista the family mans car..." Tommy scowled and found himself being quickly led over to another car. "This might be more to Sir's taste. The Sentinel a classy looking saloon for a cheap price" he said as he pointed to the tired white car. Tommy shook his head, "look..." he started to say angrily as his eyes fell upon a slick black car. He drifted over to it and peered inside. The elegant black leather interior was certainly to his taste. The salesman smiled brightly, "Ah this is the piece de resistance
of our cars. The Infernus a blend of style and speed". Tommy ran his hand over the paintwork and smiled coolly, "I'll take it". The salesman seemed a little shocked at first, "This car values at 25,000 Sir" Tommy hardly cared about the price, "I'll give you an extra 500 if I can drive it away today" he said as he opened the door of the two seater sports car to get a better look. The salesman regained some of his business like greed, "My pleasure and how will Sir be paying for this magnificent car?" he asked. Tommy looked at the salesman cautiously, "Cash". The salesman could of almost had an heart attack at the word. He managed to nod and dashed off to the counter with Tommy in pursuit. While the salesman scribbled out a receipt Tommy was counting notes in his wallet. He eventually pulled out a thick wedge of cash and tossed it onto the counter. The salesman greedily grabbed the cash and counted it, he smile politely and grabbed the keys from under the desk. "Here are the keys Sir, Have a very nice day" he said his hands wrapped tightly around the cash. Tommy took the keys and walked over to the car. He sat down in the car and savoured the smell of the leather for a moment. The huge glass doors of the showroom were wide open so Tommy merely turned the engine on and drove away.
As Tommy drove down the streets of Portland he glanced at his watch. He cursed angrily as he remembered his informal meeting with some guy who referred to himself as Fido.
Tommy drove down the streets of china town. He pulled over and brought the car to a halt across the street from Mr Wong's Launderette. He looked the building up and down reminiscing on his life in Liberty before he hauled himself from the comfy leather interior. Tommy crossed the road hastily and entered Launderette. He looked around glancing at a group of scruffy teenagers and a heavily pregnant blonde. A man in a black bomber jacket and green cargo pants approached Tommy slowly. A strand of his dark hair fell over his face but he brushed it away quickly. The man spoke in a gruff yet quiet voice, "You Vercetti?" he inquired. Tommy nodded silently, "I take it you're Fido. So what do you want?" he asked impatiently. Fido looked around nervously but remained appearing cool and collected.
"I know every gang in Liberty and have my connections...Cut me in on your new business and I'll get the inside information" Fido said simply. Tommy wanted to blow the head of the scruffy prick but he reconsidered. After all it would be useful to know what the gangs in Liberty were up to. He nodded, "Alright, your in. Call me with the latest news. Now if you'll excuse me I've got to make a visit to the pawn shop" he said dryly. Fido nodded and turned to leave as silently as he had arrived. Tommy frowned, as he watched the man who referred to himself as Fido leave. He wasn't certain if he could trust him but he would at least for now. "Not the talkative type" he mused under his breath. Tommy moved over to the door, he paused and let the pregnant woman out first before he followed.
