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A/N: I'm back sorry for the wait, but I think it was good for me I have lots of ideas right now so let's get moving.

Chapter 4: Gang up.

"So the Haitian's have been screwing up my business, and I can't get to them." Tommy finished telling Umberto.

"I don't like this." Umberto scratches his chin. "It sounds like the Haitian's are done being scared women."

"It sounds like treachery to me." They look at Carl. "It sounds like they know all of your businesses, and how you operate."

"But who?" Asked Tommy. "It couldn't be Ken he's afraid of his own shadow there's no way he would double cross me, and the Mario brothers are to loyal, and stupid to do anything like that."

"You have a plan?" Asked Umberto.

"Yes. I want to deploy a decoy." Tommy explained. "In a few hours a truck will go, and collect the revenues from Kaufman Cabs in little Haiti, then head to my place on Starfish Island. If they take the bait, and go for we'll be following, my men, and yours will take out the Haitian's who attack the truck."

"What makes you think it will work?"

"I've learned my mistakes. I already tried planting my men in a truck, but somehow they knew, and never went for it. But the Haitian's have never seen Carl, and Claude before." Tommy looks to the two men.

"Oh I get it now. Sure Tommy my boys will assist you."

"Great."

"After this were going to party like men."

"Ya'll are crazy down here." Said Carl.

Two hours later a black mule pulled into Kaufman cabs. Claude jumped out disguised in a driver's jumpsuit. A few workers at the cab stand started loading the truck with bags full of money, Claude volunteered to be the bait on this mission. After the bags were put on the truck, and securely shut in Claude pulled the truck out taking the first left toward the main road. Claude was hoping the Haitians would take the bait.

Down the road a Patriot watches the truck go down the road. Inside Carl is the driver with Tommy sitting in the passenger seat, and two of Tommy's men in the back. "Alright Carl don't lose him."

"Yeah I got you."

Suddenly Tommy catches a whiff of something nasty. "What the? Oh hell that stinks. Carl was that you?"

"Nah man don't pin that on me."

Tommy looks into the back of the Patriot one of Tommy's men is pointing at the other. "Rufus was that you?"

"Sorry Tommy I had Cluckin Bell earlier."

"Damn. Roll down the windows." Carl coughed.

Claude continued for the main road when suddenly two Voodoo's pulled in front of the truck blocking its path. Claude looks in the mirror to see that two more Voodoo's have pulled up behind him keeping him from escaping, which Claude had no intention of trying anyways. Two Haitian's stepped out of each car. Two approached the door of the truck with 9mm aimed at Claude who put his arms up. "Freeze, and Relax!" One started to open the door giving Claude an opening he kicks the door hitting the Haitian in the face. The Haitian falls back grabbing his broken nose as a blood gushes. Claude grabs a 9mm from under his seat shooting the other in the dead at point blank range. The other Haitians notice what has happened, and open fire forcing Claude to jump back in the truck for cover.

"Look he's under attack damn-it." Said Tommy. "We'll take the ones from the rear, get ready."

"Where the Cubans at?" Asked Carl.

"There." Tommy points at the two Cuban Hermes pulling up to the front of the truck. The Patriot comes to a screeching halt, Tommy jumps out immediately armed with a Colt he opens fire. "You think you can mess with my money you damn bastards!" Carl and Tommy's men get out armed with Uzi's. They tear through the four Haitians at the rear in no time.

Claude notices that the Cuban's had arrived, and where taking care of the Haitians in front. Claude jumps from the truck looking down at the Haitian with the broken nose he aims his gun at him. Tommy walks over to Claude with a satisfied grin on his face. "Good job Claude. Now you talk!" Tommy aims his colt. "Who has the balls to order attacks against me stealing my money." The others have gathered around after finishing off the other Haitian's.

"I will never talk!" Claude fires a shot next to the man's head scaring him. "Ok ok man! A new guy is helping Auntie Poulet. He knows you too man!"

"What's his name?"

"I don't know!" Claude prepares to shoot to kill.

"No wait Claude." Tommy stops him. "He should walk away tell the Haitian's what happened here. That Tommy Vercetti and the Cuban's are not screwing around."

Claude backs off, and the Haitian runs off. "Auntie who?" Asked Carl.

"Auntie Poulet she's what you would call the mother of the Haitians. I think I might have had a face to face with her but it's a blur when I try to think about it."

"Tommy we'll tell Umberto dey good new eh." One of the Cubans spoke up.

"Yes tell him that I'll contact him if I need you guys again, and all of you are welcome to the Malibu tonight."

"Yeah we going to party like men! Have the women ready!"

"Tommy you're in such a good mood it's like you're a whole new person. It's almost scary." Said Carl.

Tommy laughs, and puts his arms around Carl, and Claude's shoulders. "I am because we did some good work today, and now we can celebrate. Forget every party that you have been because tonight the Malibu shall top them all." Suddenly Tommy stops. "Ugh! Shit Rufus that stinks!"

"Sorry Tommy"

"He aint coming is he?" Asked Carl covering his nose.

In the present:

ActionMax sits at his desk in Love Media reading a newspaper. "What the hell's this? Politicians pull violent video game from store shelves for sexual content. Want a higher rating on game. Oh man how can they screw around with the Stealing Impressive Automobiles series, I love those games. Oh well just more stuff for me to deal with."

ActionMax thinks hard for a few seconds. "Now back to my main problem how can I get Max Payne, and that detective Wright off of Claude? Suddenly a bright light bulb appears above his head. "I got it." But the bulb burns out. "No wait I'll need help from someone I trust.

A janitor walks into the room pushing a cart full of supplies. As he pushes it to the desk he reaches down grabbing a new light bulb. "Here you go." He takes the burnt out one, and puts the new one above his head lighting it up.

"Hey thanks."

"No problem." The Janitor pushes his Cart out of the room.

"Now yes I'll call my old buddy Jay Banks to help me out with my plan."