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Chapter 5: Strapped.

The next morning Tommy wakes up with a pounding head ache but is surprised to find him lying in a small bed. He look's next to him to see Fido, and C.J. also in small beds still unconscious. He looks around the room, noticing a military look to it with posters of war movies, and military supplies scattered around the room. "Where the hell am I?"

"My place here in Liberty." Said a familiar voice.

Tommy looks over to see an older familiar one armed man. "Phil!"

"Tommy Vercetti. I thought that was you." Said Phil Cassidy. "Where the hell did you go back in 86?"

"Oh man Phil you look different but I'm glad to see a familiar face." Tommy sighs. "It's a long and unbelievable story Phil."

"I think it would be since you haven't aged a day or changed your style at all."

"Yeah." Tommy stands up. "How the hell did we get here?"

"I found you three dumped right in front of my gate, I recognized you, and that fellow so I brought you in. Well wake your friends up I want to hear your story. Plus old Phil has some work that needs to be done."

"Let me guess, involving the gun trade."

Back at the Gentlemen's Club Joey has organized a meeting of his top men, Nick is there, Luigi Goterelli, and Tony Cipriani is present all sitting with drinks listening to Joey. "Thank you all for coming especially after last nights riot. Oh man. As you know this meeting has been called to figure out what we do about the resurfacing of three foes."

"I still can't believe Vercetti has resurfaced." Said Tony.

"Yeah." Luigi chimes in. "And that punk from San Andreas showing himself. My boys and I will help you with finding these guys."

"Good, Nick's in. What about you Tony?"

Tony sits there thinking. "I don't know Joey, I'm still stuck dealing with the Triads right now, and all of us worrying about just three guys."

"These aren't just any three guys." Nick chimes in. "You all know what Vercetti alone can do but now him working with the other two."

A taxi cab approaches the club as the meeting continues. "We find out what these guys are doing and who their working for then we'll whack 'em."

"Where the fuck is he?" An angry female voice yells out.

"Huh." Joey looks at the entrance as two mafia guards are blocking someone's path. The guards are shoved aside by an angry Misty. "Oh shit."

"Joey Leone where the Fuck have you been?" She stands in front of the mafia boss who has his arms up in defense clearly intimidated by the prostitute. "You got no more time for me anymore!"

"Sweetheart listen I've been busy I head of the family business now."

"What you think you're some kind of big shot now? Where doing this now, and you're paying!" She grabs his arm. "Let's go in the other room."

"Ok sweet-cakes."

Tony steps in front of her path. "Listen honey were in the middle of an important meeting here, your gona have to wait."

"Get out of my way!" She kicks Tony in the balls sending the big man down gasping for air.

"Oh a shot in the pills." Nick looks away as if he could feel the pain Tony was in. Misty drags Joey into another room of the house.

"Fucking bitch." Tony gasps laying on the floor in pain.

Nick does the motion of a whip with his hand. "He's whipped." Nick looks at Luigi. "Hey isn't she one of your girls? Why didn't you do anything to stop her?"

"It'll all ends up being a profit for me."

"You fellows on spank?" Phil Cassidy leads the three men outside to his lot where a Barracks is loaded with crates full of guns.

"Spank?" C.J. says confused.

"Thanks for the help Phil but what do you want us to do for you?" Asked Tommy.

"This." He points to the Barracks. "It's loaded with my merchandise, and it can be yours if you use it to finish of the Columbian Cartel. The Cartel was a powerful gang here in Liberty that I had a few run-ins with. Their weak now, if you finish them off you can have these guns."

Tommy looks at C.J. "Sounds good, we need to get strapped. Liberty's something else now." Tommy looks at Fido who nods wanting to finish off the gang which gave him many problems.

"We accept." Tommy shakes Phil's hand.

"Great thanks Tommy, good to see you again. I wish I could bear arms with yaw but the loss of this one, I've never been the same shooter."

"See you Phil, if you need anything just call."