Several hours later Tommy found himself in a bar once again talking to Fido. They had managed to empty a large bottle of vodka between the two of them in under a hour. However Tommy wasn't drunk enough to let his guard down. Neither men were.
After exchanging banter for another hour the pair finally got down to business. Fido handed Tommy a selection a black and white photos. "These are the head men who work for Salvatore Leone" he said simply as he lit a cigarette. Tommy looked through the photos; he knew many of the men already. "Who's this?" he asked as he reached a photo of a man working on battered car. Fido leaned over and looked at the photo, he blew out a puff of smoke "Joey Leone, Salvotore's son. A mechanic". Tommy smiled secretly. He knew that the Leone's had a strong sense of family and emotion blackmail would prove easy. Fido looked at his watch and swore coldly, "Shit, I've got to go" he muttered as she stood up and rushing out of the bar. Tommy watched him then frowned. He slipped the photographs in his jacket pocket and stood up.
Fido drew a cell phone from his pocket as he crossed the street moving swiftly away from the bar. He dialed a number and put the phone to his ear, "I've got a message for Mr Leon. Vercetti is here and he's planning an attack" he said coolly before hanging up. Fido smiled coldly. He wasn't going to let Vercetti muscle in on his territory. He had plans for Liberty and no son of a bitch was going to steal it from him.
Tommy spent the rest of the day sleeping off his drink.
He woke several hours later. It was dark outside and the rain was beating heavily against the hotel window. It was only 3am and the prospect of a hard days work seemed to drain him of any energy. However the adrenaline would soon be pumping through his body. It was the day to tackle Liberty and plans were already circling him mind. Tommy had decided to pay Joey Leon a visit. First he had a shower to wake himself up then he prepared for the day ahead. He slipped a small pistol into a holster by his chest.He then left the room quickly and leapt into his black Infernus. He circled the block a number of times before he pulled over at a twenty four hour Ammu-Nation store. Tommy bought a pair of Uzis and tossed them under his seat. He then sped off towards Trenton. He pulled over by the Trenton harbor. Across the street rested an old garage. The lights were turned off so the building was obviously empty. Tommy turned the engine off and waited silently. He switched on the radio quietly and listened to Lazlow on Chatterbox. He smirked as he listened to Lazlow argue with one of his hopeless guests.
Tommy waited and listened for half an hour before something finally happened. A blacked out limo pulled up beside the garage. Joey Leon stepped out of the car. He glanced at the other people in the limo. A dirty blonde dressed in skimpy clothes climbed out after him. She ran her fingers over his chest and smiled. Another person climbed out of the limo. He shook hands with Joey. It was Fido. Joey smiled, "Thanks for the tip off" he said quietly. Fido nodded and handed him a pistol. Fido returned to the confines of the limo as it sped off. Meanwhile Joey and his girl, Misty crept into his garage ready for the day ahead.
Tommy cursed angrily, as he realized that he had been sold out. He turned the radio off sharply and drove off into the morning traffic. He continued to curse angrily until he pulled over on the outskirts of China town. He pulled the cell phone from his pocket.
"Hey Fido, its Tommy. I've got a plan. Meet me at ..." he said into the phone. There wasn't a single trace of anger or vengeance in his voice. He hung up quickly as a small smile crept onto his lips. The engine revved momentarily before the car raced towards the scrap yard and its hostile car crusher.
A pair of green eyes watched from the rooftops, rarely blinking as it watched the world pass by.
