Jason woke up, much refreshed, and images of stunts still were flashing through his mind as he dressed, and headed to the TV room of the mansion. Tommy was sitting there; drinking a glass of wine and listening in to one of his men cracked a joke, and then burst into laughter. Vercetti Estate was certainly a pretty cheerful place.
"Jason, I think we have a breakthrough on your package. I'm not sure if it's a real one, or it might just be another decoy by the Feds. But I got a few more errands for you." Tommy said to Jason as he made his way into the room.
Jason nodded.
"We're going to roll over on the Haitians again. They're trying to steal the asset money from Kaufman Cabs. If we get through this, I'm thinking of moving the Cabs Company over to Little Havana." Tommy said.
"So when are we gonna do this thing?" asked Jason.
"Well, if you want, right now." Tommy shrugged.
They headed outside, to a parked Stinger in the garage. Tommy handed Jason two Micro-SMGs and an AK-47, and he scrounged for some shotguns, before they drove over to Little Haiti. When they got closer, they could hear gunshots.
"Shit! They've started shooting!" Tommy yelled.
The Stinger picked up speed, and raced towards the yellow building, where Haitians were laying siege with shotguns and Tec-9s.
The Stinger slid in, and Tommy and Jason got out, AKs blazing. Although the AK-47 didn't have the superb range of its army-issue brother, there was no difference in power, and three Haitians were swept down. The Haitians, however, were trying a different strategy, defending themselves rather than charging like they had done on previous occasions. Jason and Tommy fired at the Haitians, and moved forward, being able to spot a roadblock at the entrance of the company of three Kaufman Cabs, which had probably been how they had managed to survive until now.
The two men moved on, picking off the Haitians one by one with their assault rifles. Eventually, the place had been completely cleared of hostile gang members, and Tommy ran back to the Stinger, driving it over to Kaufman Cabs, where he gave his and Jason's AK-47s, and the shotguns that he had put in the trunk to the company, so they could defend themselves for future. But as they handed the last pellet gun over to a cab driver, two Voodoos burst through from behind them, and began chase, the Haitians shooting at them.
Jason and Tommy quickly dived into the Stinger, Tommy taking driver's seat, and they made a break for the mansion.
"Cap them out! Come on!" Tommy yelled.
Jason fired with the Micro-SMGs at the chasing cars. The two of them had the combined power of an AK-47, and one car was licking flames within twenty seconds of continuous fire. The Haitians inside dived out, and fired at the Stinger, but to no avail.
As Jason began to pick off the second chasing car, two vans jumped out from the Leaf Links Bridge, and began chase as well.
"Damn!" Tommy yelled.
The Stinger turned left into the Printworks as Jason continued popping caps at the last Voodoo, eventually blowing it up.
Jason began firing at the first van chasing them. After two clips of emptying lead into the van, he realised something.
"Shit! Those vans are bullet-proof!" he yelled.
"Oh crap. Well, we better draw the Haitians into some walls again." Tommy said.
"Oh shit." Jason muttered as the Stinger picked up speed. Hopefully not again.
No such luck. Tommy sped away from the first van, and he headed towards another ramp. But instead of trying to jump on four wheels, he hit the ramp on the two left wheels, and sent the car into a barrel roll. Jason could feel nausea rising up in him, and it nearly exploded out of him as the Stinger landed heavily, but luckily, he kept it down.
"Never…again…" choked Jason.
"Oh sorry, didn't know you would react like that. I've done that too much." Tommy grinned.
"No, just that I had a crazy stunt chase with the Columbians earlier today." Jason replied, managing to brush himself up.
"We'll talk about this later, here come the Haitians." Tommy said, spotting one of the vans making their way towards them.
The other one had rolled over doing the flip, and was now in flames, eventually blowing up.
"Okay, we're going to throw them off LIKE THIS!" Tommy yelled.
They let the van get close to the Stinger, before they bailed out of the car as it flew into the water. Luckily, there was a Coastguard boat for them to ride in.
"Come on, get in!" Tommy yelled, jumping from the platform onto the boat.
Jason jumped, and landed in a roll. He picked himself up, as Tommy started the motors, and they made a break for the mansion.
Unfortunately, the cops weren't pleased about the jacking of a Coastguard boat. A Predator caught them in the act of doing it, and radioed out to all patrol boats.
"Jason, swap places. Get us back to the Estate, now!" Tommy shouted.
Jason handed Tommy his two Micro-SMGs, and they swapped places. For Jason, this was about the third time he had ever drove a boat, and the Coastguard itself had tricky handling, but he managed to guide it over to the mansion. Tommy was squirting caps, shooting through the window of the police boat and killing the driver inside.
Three police boats had been disabled, and the cops gave up their chase and subsided, not wanting to lose any more men. Jason slowly sped the Coastguard to the pier at Tommy's mansion, parking it next to the Squallo II speedboat.
"That was some serious shit!" exclaimed Jason.
"I guess so." Tommy nodded, still panting slightly.
As they headed into the interior of the mansion, Tommy received a call.
"Hello? Okay, yep, yes, Ryan, okay, I got it. Shit, they leaving already? Oh crap!" Tommy yelled, shutting the phone and turning to Jason.
"The Feds are departing Escobar International in ten minutes for Francis International, with your packages. You'll have to get there quick to catch them." Tommy said.
They rushed into the mansion, and Tommy gave Jason a silenced pistol, a knife, a parachute, and use of a BF-400 in his garage.
"Hey Jason, it was great meeting and working with you. Pay me a visit or something, okay?" Tommy smiled.
"Okay. Thanks Mr. Vercetti, for helping me gets to those packages!" Jason grinned as they shook hands, before Jason jumped onto the BF-400, ready to take the fight to the Feds and Liberty City.