CJ just stared at the muzzle of the silenced 9mm that he found inches from his nose when he turned around from locking the door.

"Hey, Hey! Listen! Chill! Put that thing away!"

"Look man, Toreno sent me! He said he needed you for a job."

"I know."

"Whoa! You talk?"

"Sometimes. Look I know Commando wants me. We spoke a couple days ago."

"It's been a long time hasn't it CJ?"

"Yeah, it has. Last time I heard you were locked up for robbing a bank."

Claude nodded slowly as he always did like he was accepting a job, and it was Liberty City.

"What happened?"

"Well, we were being transported to some big max-security joint. Then the police escort hit's a traffic jam. Next thing you know: boom! Something explodes and we're all free."

"An act of God?"

"Yeah, or some Colombians."

CJ just nodded and spoke up.

"Well, let's get you to a safe house. I got 'em all over the state."

Claude just nodded like he always did.

"We'll put you in my Jefferson house. It's in the same hood as the motel where I'm gonna have Tor—I mean Commando meet us."

"Sounds good to me."

Claude packed his suitcase with his clothes, and weapons and assorted ammo in his traveler's suitcase. He put on his leather jacket and informed the female clerk at the desk he'd be checking out. After Claude paid the lady, he walked to the idled Stafford.

"Sweet ride," he noted.

"Yeah, just one of a few I got around."

CJ got in the back and Claude put his suitcase in the trunk and got in on the other side.

"Hey, boss, who's this Jim Bob you picked up?"

Claude quickly grabbed his neck through the open window separating the two compartments and started strangling him in his silent, trademark way.

"Easy, Jack! He's just buggin'!" Claude remembered to use his assumed name.

He let go as Jimmy chocked and fixed his shirt not saying anything.

"To my place in Jefferson, Jimmy." CJ then proceeded to cut him off with the sliding privacy window.

As they started driving, CJ asked about his time in Liberty City. Claude just mimed the shooting of a gun with his index and thumb a few times. Carl just nodded, assuming it meant he shot up quite a few people. Soon enough they were there and CJ gave Claude his cell number in case he needed anything. Jimmy helped Claude with his luggage.

"Yo, man, I'll call you later for that rifle ok?" Carl nodded and just waved as he went inside the house and shut the door. CJ made up the rifle part as to not let his driver in on the real reason for him gathering this dubious group.

"Okay, Jimmy. Let's head home."

"Alright."

"I just need to go to Liberty for a while. Business you know?

"Yeah, alright."

"I'll be taking the helicopter ."

Jimmy nodded and returned to the Stafford, then started the engine

Carl hopped in the car and they drove off back towards the mansion.

CJ hopped in to his chopper on the helipad on the roof of the house. He listened as the engine roared to life and the propeller spun rapidly making it's whapping sound. He pulled on the joystick, and ascended. He pulled back and off he went to meet the next character in the trench coat at Eddie's Auto.