Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to the GTA series. I do have a copy of all three.

A/N: Thanks everyone for the reviews. MasklessDuckman I missed that when Fido makes his appearance in SA I'll keep that in mind.

Chapter 3: Targeted From the Grave.

"Wow I thought that was you." Said C.J. amazed. "I heard the stories of the Harwood-butcher when I lived here."

"Yeah that's me."

"And you're a big name in Vice City." The car crossed the Callahan Bridge into Portland, as the sun was setting. "I've heard of you from a man I worked with in my time or whatever. He was paranoid, uneasy, and had drug problems but the man helped me with my business."

"Ken?" Asked Tommy unsure. "Ken Rosenberg?"

"Yeah that was his name."

"I knew he wasn't going to quit."

The Car pulled in the parking lot of the Head Radio, and Chatterbox Radio Stations, they exited the car looking for who paged them. "Where's this guy at?"

"This ActionMax or ActionMan or whatever that freak's name is better not be fucking with us." Fido tapped on Tommy shoulder then pointed to the entrance of the station where a man was exiting.

The man approached them. "Are you three the one's I paged?" They nodded at the same time. "You may know me the names Lazlow."

"From V-Rock in Vice City."

"Yeah we heard of you." Said C.J. rolling his eyes. "So what's up?"

"Alright." He started nervously. "I need security. There's someone out to get me. Sending me death threats, and calling me you know. I would have gone to the cops but they don't know how to protect someone they just know how beat things into a bloody pulp."

"So who wants to kill you?"

"Cousin Ed."

C.J. starts to laugh. "What your redneck cousin?"

"No. This guy blames me for his problems saying I took his job his life sucks now blah, blah, and blah." There is an awkward silence. "Ok well here's my plan. One of you three drive with me in my car, and the other two follow us in your car to my home in Shoreside Vale."

"Sounds good." Tommy stepped forward.

"No wait I want him to drive with me." Lazlow points at C.J.

"Why him instead of me? Or even him?"

"Well lets be honest here a Hawaiian T-shirt isn't that intimidating, plus he's the biggest of you three."

"Yeah you know it." Said Carl who noticeably had more muscle.

Tommy looked down at his shirt. "Why am I the only one who likes this shirt?"

"You guys follow us we'll take the Porter tunnel to Shoreside." Said C.J. getting into Lazlow's old Sentinel XS as Lazlow sits in the back.

"Alright let's go." Tommy and Fido get in the car. Tommy looks at Fido as he drive's. "You don't talk at all do you?"

Meanwhile in Portland the new Don of the Leone Family MAFIA Joey Leone sits were his deceased father used to in Salvator's 'Gentlemen's Club'. The red chair where most of his 'favors' he asked were given out. An older man in his mid 30's wearing a blue suit with brown hair walks into the club. "Nick Reo how ya doing?"

"Good Joey. How's the business."

"It's going good. I sold the garage but now I've picked up where my father left off. What brings you here?"

Nick takes a deep breath. "You'll never guess the three guys I just saw together in Harwood."

"Who?"

"Well one was Tommy Vercetti."

"Vercetti." Joey stands up. "You sure, nobody has seen him since he went down to Vice City." Nick nods. "I would like to get to him, he used to be a Forelli foot soldier, and I know he took out our guys back in the 70's. I heard that from my pop."

"But that's not all the punk that betrayed your father in San Fierro back in the early 90's was with them, you knew him."

"Carl Johnson." Joey stares at Nick in disbelief. "Are you sure Vercetti and C.J. together?

"But that's not it. The man who killed your father was with them." Joey didn't say a word. "I didn't believe it at first but it was them. This is the perfect time to get'em."

"Yeah. Three men my father would have wanted dead together. Nick you still take jobs."

"You know being a bounty hunter is one of the only things I know how to do."

"Good." Joey walks over to the window overlooking St Marks. "Because I need help fulfilling my father's revenge."

So far so good as the cars exited the Porter tunnel and now where in Shoreside Vale. Fido following behind looked around keeping track of the surroundings because they were in the suburbs close to the Cartel Mansion. "Is this it?" Asked C.J.

"Yeah just pull in the driveway."

C.J. pulled the car into the driveway, the lights of the car spotlighted a regular Liberty City bum. "What's this homeless guy doing?"

Lazlow looks at the man recognizing him. "It's him!"

"What!"

The man takes out a 9mm, and walks toward the car. "You ruined my life LAZ-LOW." He says in a drunken tone. "Now I'm gona kill you." He fires the gun hitting the hood of the car.

"Holy Shit!" C.J. jumps out of the car grab Lazlow from the back to get behind the car. "This guy's whacked out."

Cousin Ed stumbles towards the car taking another shot. "When Ur gone man. I-I'm going to take you job. Yeah that's what I'll do. Cousin Ed will rule the airways again!" He takes another shot hitting the car.

"Oh man do something!" Lazlow shouts panicking.

"Man where the Fuck is the other two jerks!"

On queue the yellow Sentinel rides across the lawn ramming Cousin Ed who rolls over the car. "You guy's OK?" Tommy exits the car.

C.J. and Lazlow come out from hiding. "Yeah were cool but is he dead."

They look over to see Fido poking Cousin Ed with a stick then giving the A-Ok symbol with his hands. Fido picks up the 9mm, and pockets it. "Woo glad that's over with." Lazlow wipes the sweat from his brow."

"So is that all you need?"

"Oh yeah you guys are done thanks for the help here's your pay." Lazlow gives them 500. "I would pay you guy's more but you did only work for me only forty minutes.

"I don't care." Tommy took the money.

"Oh, and can you guys take care of the body before you leave?"

"Sure." Lazlow walk's into his house.

"So we are splitting this green up?" Asked Carl.

"I got a better idea, why don't we just go to a bar, and sped it there." Carl and Fido seemed to agree with this. "I need a drink."