Disclaimer: I do not own Carl, Tommy, Claude, Max Payne, and many other characters in this fic.
A/N: Oh wow. Thanks for pointing that mistake out Lordmasterkris that was pretty bad on my part. Oh, and you think I wouldn't such a nice guy hanging around the three Kings ya know ha, ha. Oh yes people, the next few chapters will be leading to the grand finally. There are still a few chapters left but it can't go on forever people!
Chapter 13: Day After.
"Oh man he's fucked up." Said Carl looking at Tommy. "I think he's wasted to."
"No mommy I didn't mean to break the kid's arm he was being a prick." Tommy muttered only half conscious.
"Yeah." C.J. and Claude nodded. "Okay let's just get him inside, we'll deal with him tomorrow. Grab his legs." The two men lifted Tommy up then started walking toward the mansion.
It is morning time in Liberty, and Max has returned to the LCPD station in Portland going over some info on Salvator Leone's death. How the mystery man is the number one suspect as he is for most crimes in Liberty. Suddenly another officer walks into the station holding a box. "Hey guys I found this mysterious box down the street, I though I should bring it here in case it was dangerous."
"What?" Chief Anderson walks into the room. "Get that box outa here, I don't want you idiots messing around get back to work. Payne Come follow me."
Max could feel the chief had something urgent to tell him urgent like, urgent as. Yeah. "Am I running out of similes, and metaphors?"
"Payne Follow me its important."
"Oh right." Max snaps out of it walking toward the chief's office.
"Ah forget Anderson lets guess what's inside." All of the officers agree gathering around the box.
"Payne we've received calls of an arsonist currently at large in Staunton Island. I want you after this guy because he escaped from the custody of Las Venturas P.D. in San Andreas. Reports are that is was the three guys your after that busted him out." Anderson takes a big bite of a doughnut. "Well what are you waiting for Payne go look for him!"
Chunks of doughnut hit Max in the face. "Yes Sir."
Before Max Leaves the office a small explosion is heard outside. "What the Fuck was that." Anderson hurries to the door, Max takes out his berretta following the chief, this seemed a bit familiar to him. Anderson opens the door to see the station is covered in slimy fish heads officers scattered across the room covered in what was in the Box. "Payne before you go I have one more order."
"What?" Asked Max shocked looking around the room.
"Shoot me."
Later in the day Tommy wakes in a bed feeling like had been hit by a truck. "Fuck me." He sits up slowly then reaches into his front pocket taking out the card Nick placed there the night before. He looked at it thinking of what he should do then finally crumbling it up throwing it across the room. "I need to find those two morons, and some painkillers."
Outside Claude walks over to C.J. who has just put a basketball hoop on the mansion. "Yeah. I haven't had time to play basketball in a while. You wanna play me Claude?" Claude just shrugs standing in between C.J. and the basket.
"What the hell are you two doing?" They look to see Tommy walking out the front door covering his eyes from the light.
"We were about to play basketball." Said C.J. holding up a ball.
"What now after I got the shit beat out of me. Besides Claude I bet he'll whip you're in basketball."
"Oh what because I'm black you think I'm a great player. Let's go Claude!" Carl starts dribbling the ball he crosses up Claude getting past him, he then jumps up, and does a rock the cradle in Michael Jordan fashion tongue sticking out and all. "Boom! How you like that?" He taunts. Claude takes out a 9mm shooting the basketball a few times making it just a piece of rubber. "Damn man I didn't think you where that bad of a sport."
"What the hell is the matter with you two?" Tommy asks angrily. "You know what forget it I feel like shit right now I'm going back to bed. What did I do wrong in a past life?"
At Salvartor's Gentlemen's Club Joey sits in his father's old chair as Nick Reo enters the room. "We gave Vercetti the message but I doubt he'll take it."
"Your right." Said Joey sounding as if was no big deal. "But we may have a bigger problem with this Max Payne snooping around here."
"No shit Max Payne from NYC? What was he looking for?"
"He was looking for a connection between us and those three Fuck-ups. If he wants them we should get them together maybe our problems will take care of each other." Joey smirks evilly. Suddenly a phone rings, Joey takes a cell phone out of his pocket. He takes one look of who the caller is causing him to scream like a girl dropping the phone, and running out of the room as fast as he can.
Nick picks up the ringing phone to see who is calling, the contact lighting up the phone reads 'Misty.' Nick shakes his head. "This kids bigger problems than Payne."
A/N: I don't think this is a big deal but hasn't updated my profile page for a while. All my info will not change, and it has says only 10 chapters are up. Oh well not a problem I guess as long as this fic is updated. Peace.