Chapter 3: Lost Riches
Bonty had nothing now, no job, barely any money left,
"what am I going to do, maybe I can go back to San Andreas for a while, just recollect myself," Bonty said to himself.
The next morning, the first thing he did was pack his stuff and tell his landowner that he was moving out. Bonty got out of his apartment,
"taxi, hey taxi stop," Bonty yelled,
the taxi stop and pulled back. Bonty got in,
"to the Francis International Airport please,"
it took about twenty minutes to get to the airport, Bonty got out of the taxi and walked into the airport, he saw the ticket seller,
"I'd like one ticket to San Andreas," Bonty said
"I'm sorry but we're all sold out at the moment, but you can buy a ticket to Vice City, from there you can switch planes, it will be a lot cheaper as well" the lady said
"I guess that could work," Bonty said, feeling kind of disappointed
Bonty went through the terminal and off to Vice City. Bonty was on the plane, he was sitting beside a man named Ken Rosenberg, Bonty didn't say anything to nor look at him, Bonty knew it was Ken Rosenberg, had read about him in a magazine. Bonty was surprised that he was sitting in coach and not in first class, maybe he wanted to keep a low profile,
"hey kid, can you grab me a drink from the next trolley the comes by," Ken said,
"sure," Bonty said while hand him the drink,
"by the way, what's your name,"
"Bonty, I'm from San Andreas, I heard of you, read a article of you once in a magazine," Bonty said,
"I work with Tommy Vercetti, I'm sure you've heard of him, any way's, anyway what do you do for a living," Ken curiously asked,
"I'm not really doing anything right now but I was working for a man named Max, the bastard screwed me over, and now I'm going to get that prick," Bonty said filled with anger.
Ken Rosenberg looked at Bonty for a second and said,
"maybe, I can do something for you, do you want to meet Tommy, he can probably give you same pointers in how to put a couple of bullets in there ass's,"
"I was suppose to catch another plane to San Andreas, but I guess I can come and meet him."
They talked for at leased three, then the airplane stopped, and they got out,
"I haven't been here before, looks like a nutty place to live," Bonty said
"It is, there is no other place I would rather want to be, come on, the stretch is here,"
They out of the Escobar International Airport and of to the Vercetti estate in Starfish Island.