Sorry its been so long since I uploaded a chapter. Spent the past two months planning the out concert that got postponed at the last minute (Thanks Hurricane Joaquin). This chapter's probably the longest I've done to date, so I hope everyone enjoys it. Thanks once again to LynGuerra for being my motivation and sounding board for different sure you check out her SR fanfic 'Everybody Wants to Rule the World', it amazing! As always, I own nothing, so please don't sue me, blah blah blah.
Carlos stood there in Friendly Fire trying to get a feel for what new pistol he should buy. In his left he held a 44 Shepard, while in his right hand he gripped a NR4. His friend Luis who was working behind counter was giving him the specifics for both pistols.
"The NR4 is usually the 'go-to' weapon for Stillwater's finest due to the stopping power the weapon has." Luis explained
"What about the VICE 9s?" Carlos asked
"The NR4 wields more stopping power than the VICE 9, and there better for doing headshots on targets." Luis replied "They don't fire as quickly as some other pistols, but if you're going for accuracy, you're not thinking about emptying your clip as fast as possible."
"Good point there." Carlos nodded "What about the Shepard?"
"The 44 Shepard is probably one of the more powerful pistols we stock in here. Truthfully, unless you're planning on buying the GDHC50, you're not going to find a more powerful handgun in town. This is easily has three times the stopping power of the NR4 and with twice the accuracy." Luis said in matter-of-factly tone "But it's even slower to fire than the NR4 and since it's a revolver, it's going to be slower to load as well. Not to mention the added accuracy and stopping power comes with additional cost."
"In that case, let me get the NR4, four extra magazines, and five boxes of ammo." Carlos looked down at the display case "Let also get a VICE 9 with two extra magazines as well."
"Wow dude, didn't know the repo game had gotten so dangerous." Luis joked "You planning on killing a few people before you reposes their car?"
"It's not like that" Carlos smiled "I joined the Saints"
"What are talking about?" Luis asked "The only Saints left are Gat and the Angel chick. And no offense, but you can't be a gang with just three people."
"Don't worry, we got more than just three people, and soon we'll take back the whole city!" Carlos replied smugly
"I hope your right" Luis replied "They talk about how they, 'cleaned up Stilwater', but that was all the Saints doing. Then they took them down because of that narc cop. And in less than a year, we had three new gangs raising hell like nothing ever happened."
"You can say that again." Carlos shook his head "That's why we're gonna make people remember why the Saints should be running things."
After paying for his purchases, Carlos made his way over to the Alaskan he was driving. After selling the Reaper that the Boss helped reposes, he used to cash to modify his truck. After having Samson improve the engine performance and the handling, he still had enough cash left over to get a new paint job. He had his truck sprayed with a metallic purple with the front grill and rims spray gold. Carlos couldn't help but take a moment to appreciate the new look of his truck. He hadn't been with the Saints long, and thing were already looking up, although he knew they still had a way to go before they had the whole city locked down and under their control again. He was just about to get in his vehicle was he spotted Kat exiting the courthouse across the street. He remembered some of the Saints talking about how Gat and the Boss saved her from being gangraped, and how only a few minutes later she put in work with the two of them to earn her way into the gang. Carlos had never actually spoken to her yet, as their was already rumors that the Boss had her eyes on her. As she made her down the long stretch of steps, Carlos waved her over. She suddenly had a stony look on her face as she made her way over to him.
"Hey Kat! How's it…" he began, but he suddenly found her hand over his mouth. She glanced at his Alaskan, and then looked back at him with a very annoyed expression. She then removed her soft but firm hand from around his mouth.
"This your truck?" she with tone of both anger and hysteria.
Still dumbfounded by her demeanor, all Carlos could do was nod.
"We need to get out of here….fast!" she replied urgently
Without missing a step, Carlos unlocked the doors and they both hope in his truck and sped away. Carlos had initially planned to go home, but decided he would make a detour to the hideout. After several minutes of driving in silence, she finally spoke.
"What the hell were you thinking?" she asked him
"What are you talking about?" Carlos asked with genuine confusion "You're the one who rolled up on me all pissed off! You would think you just saw me jacking off in public or something. Also, what the hell is a member of the Saints doing leaving a courthouse! How about explaining that before catching an attitude with me. Especially when I was doing nothing wrong!"
Carlos felt his confidence had been boosted since helping the Boss escape from prison, but all of the confidence and anger faded when he saw the murderous stare on the face of the woman sitting next to him. It was a look that truly made him fear for his safety and him think that he had possibly said too much.
"First of all, I personal shit to take care of! I went to city clerk to have my name legally changed. Since I don't need a repeat of what happened to me the day I was saved by Johnny and the Boss. I don't need anymore Goodfellas rejects coming after me because my father couldn't get them off after they got themselves caught on tape executing someone , or giving politicians bribes, or some other dumb shit. Then, I had to pay the clerk three grand to lose my old records so that no one can come looking for me again. I had to shell out all the cash I had to my name AND sell my mother's necklace just to pay this asshole off. Also, I go by 'Lily' now, so make sure you remember that."
"Oh…ok" Carlos was at a loss for words
The banger now known as Lily took a deep breath and continued "Then…despite the Boss saying to keep a low profile for the time being…..your driving around a big purple billboard that says, 'Hi Everyone! I'm a member of the Third Street Saints!'. And then you park said billboard across the street from the same courthouse where the Boss broke Johnny out of police custody. It wasn't too long ago that this happened! Literally twenty-four hours after that shit went down, they installed a bunch of additional cameras and stationed more officers to guard both the inside and outside of the courthouse! What if one of their CCTVs caught a glimpse of your license plate number, or your face for that matter! And don't forget about the cops either! They would love nothing more than to gun down someone flagged up in purple! Remember, all of this is only possible because you helped the Boss break out of jail. That being said, there are probably some cops who want you dead just as much as the Boss. Hell, there are probably a few officers who want pump you full of lead even more than her."
Carlos hung his head they pulled into the mission. He came to the realization that he may have been too quick to show his loyalty to the gang."
"Lily…I'm sorry. It's just….being a Saint is like a dream come true for me. I wanted to be a Saint ever since the day the brother joined."
"Don't sweat it…I didn't mean to come off as a colossal bitch, I'm just trying to look out for you. That what us Saints are supposed to do." She replied "And I'm grateful for you saving my life as well."
"What are you talking about ?" he asked
"Think about it…if you hadn't busted the Boss out of jail, her and Gat wouldn't have been around to save my ass" Lily explained , leaning in "And Gat wouldn't be here either! They would probably be strapping him into the electric chair as we speak if the Boss hadn't saved him. And that was only possible because of you."
"N-no problem" Carlos said bashfully "Just couldn't let things stand. Also wanted to make my brother proud."
"I'm sure you have." She said coyly "By the way, I hear the Boss promised you a blowjob…"
Carlos suddenly turned bright red "How did you….who told you about that?"
"The Boss" She replied plainly "I feel like I owe you one as well. So when you want it….just ask me, ok?"
Without waiting for Carlos to respond, she hopped out of the Alaskan and made her way into the mission house.
Troy sat in Mayor Hughes' reception room waiting to be called in for their meeting. After, wonderful night he had with Amy, he found it a bit annoying to have to leave her side after having such a wonderful evening together. Amy decided to head into the office on her day off since Troy was going in as well. She agreed to meet him back at his place with an update on any information regarding Julius' whereabouts. With another evening alone with Amy on the Horizon, Troy decided he could put up with whatever complaint Hughes had called him in to hear.
"Chief Bradshaw, Mayor Hughes will see you now." The receptionist said, breaking him from pleasant daydream
"Thank you" he replied as he stood up and walked into Hughes of office
Hughes' looked more like a law library with many legal books in the bookshelves she had built into the walls. She also had several of her law degrees and accommodations hanging on the walls. She had only one picture on her desk; a photo of herself, the late Alderman, and what he assumed was her daughter. Judging by the photo, it was most likely taken a short time before his death. Hughes was waiting for him behind her desk in her leather chair, with similar but smaller leather chairs on the opposite side of her desk. To his surprise, there were two other individuals already sitting in her office. On the left, was a woman for Asian decent with long flowing black hair, darkish brown eyes, wearing a pinstriped blaze with a matching skirt. For some reason, Troy felt like he had seen her someplace before, but couldn't put his finger on it. Sitting in the chair on the right was a gentlemen in black power suit who seemed to be in his early 50s. He had white hair with a receding hair line, which showed liver spots on the bald section of his head. He had green cold blues eyes that gave Troy the feeling the man was looking through him
"Thank you very much for meeting with me on such short notice Troy. Please, have a seat and we'll begin." She motioned to the remaining seat in the middle, which he promptly sat down in.
"Let me introductions for you Troy." Hughes continued " This is Emily Chang, she's the new District Attorney for Stilwater. She took over the position a few days ago."
"Nice to meet you." Emily said, shaking hands with Troy
"Likewise. I look forward to working with you." He replied
"And this gentlemen is Mr. Richard O' Riley, as of last night, he replaced Mr. Simons as the warden of the Stilwater Penitentiary. Mr. O' Riley has over 25 years experience managing other correction facilities and improving their security measures. To this day, no one has ever broken out of a prison once he came in and restricted it"
"How do you do?" Troy extended his hand, but Green refused to take it
"Monica, is there a reason why I'm meeting with DA with no proven track record and the gangbanger police chief?" O' Riley grumbled.
"Excuse me?" exclaimed Emily "As someone who hasn't been on the job a whole 24 hours yet, you've got a lot of nerve."
Troy felt his anger rising, but maintained his composure "Mr. O' Riley, I went undercover to take down the gangs of Stilwater. No more and no less. I would prefer you be more mindful of how you speak to myself and Ms. Chang."
"Or what?" O' Riley retorted
"Because if you don't, you'll end up having the shortest tenure as warden in the history of Stilwater Penn." Interjected Hughes "And if you can't remember how to address the people in this room with respect, I'll find a warden who can."
After a few tense minutes, Hughes spoken again to everyone seated in her office.
"Now if we're all ready to continue like adults….we can proceed with this meeting." She said with a forced calm, while eyeing O' Riley "I called you all here to discuss the matter of the Third Street Saints and are plans for stopping them"
O' Riley glanced at Troy, but decided to think twice before opening his mouth again.
"But Mayor Hughes, the Saints are history. They have been for a while" Emily said "While I know it's troubling to have three of the gang's former members on the run. I don't think this is that big of a deal and we should consider contacting neighboring cities to keep a lookout for these fugitives."
"I have to agree with our 'District Attorney' on this one Hughes" Chuckled O' Riley "Its dumb luck that these thugs even made it t this far. Had Stilwater Penn and the women facility had some new upgrades in place, I doubt they would've gotten 10 feet from their cells, let alone escaped"
At these comments, Monica and Troy exchanged grim expressions.
"These two don't seem to grasp the gravity of the situation, do they Mayor Hughes?" Troy asked sadly
"No, I don't think they understand the shitstorm we have on our hands." Hughes replied grimly as Emily and O' Riley looked at the two of them with questioning looks. "Why don't you explain it to them Bradshaw, and don't bother skipping any details"
"Understood" Troy replied as glanced at O' Riley and Emily, making sure he had their full attention "First, calling these three 'former members' who imply they stopped being Saints. In their minds, once someone wearing purple is still standing, the Saints are still standing as far as they're concerned. And these aren't the kinda of people who run from law enforcement. They love to stand and shoot it out. The only reason more than half the gang is in jail is because we got the drop on most of them. Johnny Gat alone could probably take out at least half the SPD on his own if he felt like."
Emily felt a cold chill run down her spine "Surely you're exaggerating Chief Bradshadow. I know Johnny Gat was dangerous, but no man."
"That's what you're not hearing. Johnny Gat isn't a man so much as a killing machine in human form." Troy interrupted "When I was undercover, I saw Gat take out entire hit squads from rival gangs by himself. And where not talking about two or three guys, more like twenty or thirty armed killers and Johnny Gat would take them out with ease. They would send large groups in the Row looking for him and they would get wiped out so fast, that by the time word would get back to the Church, Johnny would already be strolling in like he just went for an afternoon walk. Julius Little told me the number one reason he recruited Gat was to make sure we wouldn't have to worry about him coming after us. Johnny Gat was to the Saints what Luca Brasi and Al Neri were to the Corlene family."
"But I've seen his file!" Emily said confidently "If Johnny Gat was that deadly, we would have gotten for more than 387 counts of murder. And of course the attempt on your life as well."
Troy snorted "That's what we got him on, doesn't mean that those are all the kills to his name. He had a violent reputation even before joining the Saints. The former DA figured that having that many counts against Gat was more than enough. I've also heard him say that he stopped counting after he hits 4,000 kills a few years back."
Emily went very pale "He was lying, he had to be lying about the number."
Troy shook his head "Ms. Chang, in my time undercover with the Saints, I learned there are three things Johnny Gat takes seriously; The Saints, His Girlfriend Aisha, and the number of people he's killed. If he says that there are over 4,000 dead bodies to his name, you can take that to the bank."
"So if we take out Johnny Gat, problem solved." O' Riley said hopeful nervousness "Those two girls will probably be so petrified
that they'll turn themselves to avoid ending up like Johnny Gat."
"That's never going to happen, namely because one of those girls is just as dangerous as Johnny Gat. While the other one is so violent that she make Johnny Gat seem like Ghandi by comparison."
"Bullshit" O' Riley replied with a stony expression "If what you're saying about Johnny Gat is accurate, how can there be people just as….if not, more dangerous than him?"
"First, there's Cassie Anderson, who broke out of the Stilwater Women's Correctional Facility. Some of the other Saints Lieutenants use to call her 'Commando Cassie' because of the apparent military training and skills she has. Needless to say, she couldn't have had a service record due to her being too young to enlist. So she was most likely trained by someone with those skills. She had an uncle by the name of James Anderson who served as an Army Ranger and later as a Ranger Instructor. Its most likely that she got her skills from him. He mother moved Shivington after her biological father was accidentally killed when he gunned down by the Vice Kings for wearing a blue work shirt. It's believed that he was mistaken for a member of the West Side Rollerz. Anderson's Uncle and her mother's brother introduced her to Brian Irons, who happened to be a former Marine who currently moved to Stilwater. They fell in love and next you know there married. Five years later, SPD accidentally mistakes Irons for a Vice Kings Enforcer and end up accidentally killing both him and his Cassie's mother in front of her. So between the gangs, SPD, and the fact that spent her life around people military experience, the conditions were perfect to create the killer known as Commando Cassie."
"Wait a minute." Said Emily "I understand the conditions that created her personality, but you still haven't explained how she's dangerous. The only thing we have her being arrested for is the failed attempt on your life by her with Johnny Gat. Also, if she was too young for the likes of the Marines, how the hell did she join the gang? It was my understanding that Julius didn't recruit young kids to the Saints. And none of the records we have indicate she was ever officially a member. I just assumed she was some radom girl Gat recruited to help him kill you."
"If Johnny Gat were the kind of person to need the help of a girl to kill me, then he wouldn't be half as dangerous as I have made him to be." Troy replied darkly "Julius wanted someone who could do really violent things without any heat coming back on the gang. That's where Cassie comes into the picture. With her skills, Julius had her doing everything from killing dirty cops on the VK's payroll, to planting car bombs in any car driven by the Rollerz. For Julius, he gets another Johnny Gat without any of the backlash that comes with it. If she ever got caught, nobody would believe she was a Saint because on the surface Julius lets it be kwon that he's not recruiting kids into the gang. Almost none of the gang knows she exists, so there's no concern about someone accidentally blabbing about her and bring heat on the gang."
"What crimes can you connect her to other than the attempt on your life?" Emily asked
"None" Troy said, with a stony expression on his face "Despite the violent crimes she's committed for the Saints, we have nothing on her. If she hadn't been busted during the botched attempt on my life, she wouldn't even have a rap sheet to speak of."
"How the fuck can you fucking spout this bullshit about a little female Rambo-wannabe, and then say you got nothing on her?" asked O' Riley grumpily
"She's good at covering her tracks" Troy replied, somewhat annoyed "If she weren't, it would have defeated the entire purpose of why Julius wanted her. To my knowledge, the cargo freighter that sunk a few years back was all her. She even admitted it to me, but there was no physical evidence to support this claim. Thus, the former DA didn't pursue it. Other than Cassie herself, the only one who know everything she's done is Julius. I've got her pegged for the freighter bombing, the murder to over a hundred SPD officers and gang members, and the car bomb that killed the principal for Stilwater Elementary ."
"Why did she kill a school principal?" asked O' Riley "Doesn't seem like the typical target of a homicidal gangbanger"
"Not sure" Troy replied "Gat claims she did it on a dare the two of them made, while Dexter claimed it was done as a favor to the Lost MC based in Liberty City. Again, only Cassie and Julius could give up all the details."
Emily shook her head in disbelief "This is too much to believe! Christ, why wasn't any of this brought to trail? Even without physical evidence, you could have still given testimony to her confession. With what the District Attorney had… "
"Absolutely no case whatsoever." Troy interrupted "At the end of the day it would have been my word against Cassie's."
"What about the other Saints Lieutenants?" O' Riley "Gangbangers are always quick to turn on each other. With their leadership gone, they should have been clawing over each other to make a deal for less jail time."
"There were no Lieutenants to cut a deal with." Troy explained, holding up four fingers on his left hand "The woman known only as 'Playa' or 'Archangel' took over for Julius, but ended up in a coma after the yacht explosion. Lin had been killed by the Rollerz months earlier, and Dexter disappeared about a week before the gang's takedown and resurfaced working for Ultor and protected by the company's legal division. And as for Johnny Gat, he not a typical gangbanger by any stretch of the imagination and was always loyal to the gang. His and Cassie's attempt to murder me after everyone else was either locked up or killed shows that their loyalty is to the Saints is unshakable. And your predecessor…." Troy nodded toward Emily "…felt that due to my time undercover with the gang, that I might jeopardize their case. And the rest is history: the Saints were locked up and there were no gangs in Stilwater"
"Until you let three new ones move in and setup shop." O' Riley laughed darkly
"That's enough O'Riley!" Emily roared, taking everyone by surprise "It's unproductive and gets us nowhere!" she turned to look at Troy "I understand and admire what you did going undercover. I can also see why you considered Cassie Anderson to be more dangerous than Johnny Gat."
"Thank you very much Ms. Wang." Troy replied, still eyeing O' Riley with malicious intent "But while Cassie is just as dangerous as Gat, both her and Gat have nothing on the Archangel."
Suddenly, the color began to drain from Emily as she felt a chill run down her spine. "Are you telling me, that this other woman is somehow more dangerous than someone who blows up cargo ships and kills cops without leaving evidence?"
"Unfortunately, not only is the Archangel otherwise known as 'The Boss' the most dangerous one. She's the only one who's had official training. Where she learned her skills, her real name, or how she ended up in Stilwater is a complete mystery."
"Give me break!" O' Riley exasperated "You make this girl out the gangster equivalent of the Lone Ranger. There's no branch of our military that would have trained someone that young!"
"No, there isn't any division of the US Military that would've trained her, much less given her the mastery of said skills." Troy said quietly "But the PRC is a different story."
"Are you talking about the People Republic of China?" Emily asked
"The very same" Troy replied "She mentioned coming here from China, and given the skills she has…"
"Chief Bradshaw, are you trying to say the Chinese sent her here to take over Stilwater via joining a gang? Because as a Chinese immigrant to this country, I take offense to that. Why couldn't she have learned it here from someone the way Cassie did?" Emily eyes flared as she stared at Troy without breaking her gaze
"I said nothing of the sort about China sending over trained assassins!" Troy shot out of his chair and stared down Emily, as he tried his best to steady his own building anger "She mentioned training at some facility somewhere in Chongqing but she never really elaborated on that. Also, when I told my handler about this information because I thought it might give us a lead on her identity. But rather than looking into the matter quietly, he sent Detective Waltson to break into the apartment she was staying in at the time. Do you know what happened?"
Emily's gaze finally relaxed slightly as she shook her head. Troy finally sat back down in his seat before continuing while taking a moment to glance both Hughes and O' Riley to make sure he had their undivided attention.
"The detective disappeared without a trace. Captain Mallory, the officer who was my appointed handler said that he spoke to Waltson right before he entered her apartment. He supposedly waited until she left her apartment before he broke in." Troy said darkly "But an hour later, he never turned up at Mallory's appointed meeting place. A week went by without anyone seeing Waltson or knowing what happened to him, until one day a package gets delivered to the station. Inside was Waltson's severed head."
All the color was now drained from Emily skintone, making her paler than before. O' Riley shifted uneasily in his chair, finally being lost for words.
"Oh my God!" Emily whispered "Did she find Waltson in her apartment and kill him?"
"That the theory we have at this point, but there's no way to me sure. It would be too much of a coincidence that he was killed will investigating her." Troy said in a matter-of-factly tone "Yet, Waltson's severed head being delivered to Chief Monroe wasn't the most unsettling part about this whole case."
"What the hell could possibly be more setting than some re-enacting a scene from 'The Godfather' with Waltson playing the role of Khartoum."
Troy suppressed his disgust of O' Riley analogy as he continued " When the medical examiner's office was examining Waltson's remains, they his detective's badge shoved in his mouth. It was already a twisted message to send to the SPD, but there was a problem with this. Waltson never wore his badge in the field; he considered it bad luck if he got comprised and someone found that badge on him. As a result Waltson always kept it in his desk drawer anytime he had to leave the station. So when they found the badge in his mouth, an officer was sent to check his personal effects and sure enough, his badge was missing."
"Bullshit" Replied O' Riley "He must of taken his badge without realizing it."
"That's what Monroe thought too." Troy said coldly "Except for the fact that there are several officers who saw Waltson place his badge in his desk before he left the Prescient that day."
"That's leaves only two possibilities" Emily chimed in "Either someone took his badge and gave it to his killer or the person who killed Waltson somehow entered the police station and took the badge from his desk."
"Correctly" Troy replied meekly "And I don't know what scares me more, the idea that someone he knew with access to his desk may have killed him and stolen the badge. Or someone close to him may have been paid by someone else to steal it. Neither option sounds pleasant."
For a few minutes, the room held an eerie silence until finally Mayor Hughes decided to break it.
"I wanted the two of you to hear these firsthand accounts from Chief Bradshaw not because I aimed to scare you, but because it was crucial that everyone understand the stakes involved." Hughes explained "Each of you have been selected by me personally to insure that such atrocities never befall Stilwater ever again! Ms. Wang is young, but has a proven track record for her integrity. She will prosecute any gang members arrested by the SPD and has been entrusted to make sure that the maximum sentence. She will also pursue R.I.C.O cases against the gang and their leadership."
"You can count on me Mayor Hughes." She replied, her composure somewhat regained after the chilling stories she had heard from Bradshaw "No gangbanger is gonna see the light of day if I have anything to say about it."
"Good to hear Ms. Wang. I',m sure we're in good hands with you." She turned her attention to Troy "You're going to have to double down on cleaning up the gangs in this City. As a result, I've had some funding donated to us courtesy of Ultor. While I don't trust their endgame, we're not in a position to turn away a valuable resource. So let make the most of this deal with the devil! While I expect your officers to make arrests, I want everything done by book and no 'Vigilante Justice'. We don' t need our citizens thinking that SPD plays fast and loose with the law. Understood?"
"Consider it done." Troy replied "I didn't risk my life trying to take down the Saints only for them to come back stronger than ever."
"Good to hear Bradshaw. We're going to really be counting on you." Hughes implored "As for you Mr. O' Riley, I have the last of the security upgrades you recommended being installed at Stilwater Penitentiary as we speak. I'm also going to have to raise taxes this year to cover these upgrades, so I expect any inmates that are locked up, to stay locked up."
"No worried Hughes! I got everything under control." O' Riley responded cockily "I already started implementing additional security measures. As we speak, all the Saints currently incarcerated in Stilwater Penn being relocated to a separate cell block of the prison. They've become emboldened since some of their slightly more intelligent members escaped, so Isolating them in a section of the prison makes them more manageable."
"That sounds like a horrible idea." Troy said "Putting them all in one spot just makes it easier for them to plot an escape attempt."
"And being from the same gang almost guarantees that they'll cooperate with each should an opportunity arises," Emily chimed in "And with no other prisonesr to worry about impeding their escape, almost seems like the perfect storm for an escape."
"I can't help but agree with Wang and Bradshaw on this one O' Riley" Hughes said "Are you sure this is the best idea for handling the Saints we have in custody."
"First, I'm more than aware of the risks and have taken precautions against such things." O' Riley indigently "They stay locked down 24/7 and will be barred from personal visits on the grounds of 'security concerns'. And I think we can all agree there's not a lot of people who are going to get their panties in a bunch over the treatment of some gangbangers. Especially considered what's recently occurred with members of their former gang."
"Fair point." Hughes conceded
"Also, the best security measures taxpayer money can buy were installed in the D-Block section of the prison where the Saints will be held. There's cameras covering every angle, vents that disperse tear gas, and 10 riot teams on constant standby in the event the direct intervention is needed. All the cell blocks have backup power so that eliminates the concern of escape during a power outage. These security measures will also be installed at the women's facility later this week."
"Good to hear" Hughes nodded "It seems you have everything well at hand."
"Yes, I do." O' Riley smirked "Now if everyone done questioning my decisions, I've got to finish overseeing the last of the security upgrades."
Without another word and without waiting for Hughes to respond, O' Riley rose from his seat and exited Hughes' office.
"What a jackass." Troy remarked
"Agreed" Emily turned to her attention to Hughes "Why was such a man choosen to oversee our jails?"
"He came highly recommended. Despite his rather colorful personality, he's known to get results." Hughes replied "And considered the fact that most people wouldn't touch the job with a ten-foot pole after two prison breaks, we should count our blessings."
"Blessings? Really?" Troy asked "Because that guy is setting himself up for a fall. Only problem is we're going to be coming along for the ride."
"He's still underestimating what the Saints are capable of." Emily agreed "The idea of all the imprisoned Saints in once place seems like a bad idea no matter how you look at it."
"I understand your concerns, but I am trusting that O' Riley know whats he doing…for all our sakes." Hughes replied "Because if something goes sideways after the resources he been given, I'll kick he as personally."
"Works for me!" Troy smirked
"Same here!" Emily grinned impishly
"Good" Hughes smirked slyly "Let's get to work and take back our city!"
Mei was in presidential suite she claimed for herself in the hotel wearing purple tube top with a . Thanks to Piecre and Shaundi's connections, they were not only able to repair most of the rooms, but also furnish them with a few beds, tables, and chair to make it more comfortable. She was looking over the prison blueprints Cassie obtained via bribing one of the local contractors. She was determined to put her rescue plan in action, but when she got word that construction was going on over at Stilwater Penn, she knew her plan would have to be foolproof. She understood that anything less would just get her and everyone else killed. Her thoughts were interrupted when the sound of knocking came from behind her door.
"Come in Carlos" She replied without looking up "What have you got for me?"
Carlos sheepishly opened the door and poked his head in "How did you know it was me?"
Mei looked up "Because only you and Becky knock before entering. And since the footsteps were to light to be Becky's, it had to be you."
"Wow, that's really cool." Carlos awed "By the way, I got word to Maero, the leader of the Brotherhood that we want to meet with him. It seems he willing to form an alliance."
"Sweet. You did good Carlos!" she gave him a pat on the back "I'll make a banger out of you yet. Which reminds me…I still owe you something for busting me out, don't I? You asked for a blowjob if I remember correctly"
"Um..I was just joking." Carlos replied quickly "I know you're not that kind of girl."
"Oh? Now I'm curious." Mei smirked "What kind of girl do you think I am?"
"The kinda of that…..you know….likes girls." Carlos blushed furiously was starting at his shoes "So no guy would interest you..let alone a guy like me."
"First of all Carlos, let's clear something up for the record; I'm bisexual. Though I do tend to hook up with girls more than guys." She giggled "Cause at the end of the day, sometimes you want dive into a 'fish taco' and other times you want to be impaled by some 'sausage'.Ya feel me?"
Carlos, at a loss for words simply nodded. Mei then took a few steps closer. Carlos was about a foot taller than her, he felt like a wounded animal that was trapped by a vicious predator.
"Come on, there's no reason to be so timid." She teased "If I didn't know any better, I'd think you were a virgin."
Suddenly, Carlos became another shade of red from his blushing and it clicked instantly."
"Oh my goodness." She giggled "You're a virgin!"
"Yes, I am." He groaned "So lets the whole you teasing me thing out of the way."
"Carlos, I going to tell you something very important; girls love fucking guys who are virgins" she said in a semi-serious tone "It's like buying a new car….no there's no mileage. In the case of guys, it means a girl doesn't have to break him of any bad habits."
Carlos' blushing began to lessen but he was still doubtful "It's ok Boss. You don't have to lie to protect my feelings."
"Quit the touching family sitcom buillshit." She rolled her eyes "You really don't believe? I prove it to you."
"How?" he asked bluntly
"I'll show you." Mei took half a step backward "Pull down my panties."
"Come again?" he asked again
"You heard me. Pull. Down. My. Panties." She repeated sternly "You can consider it an order if it helps."
As carefully as he could with shaky hands, Carlos knelt down in front of Mei. He then reached his hands under her skirt and proceeded to place his hands gently on her thighs. After his fingers clumsily found the elastic for her underwear, Carlos began to slowly pull Mei panties off her legs. She was wearing pink cashmere panties with an white embroidery along the waistline. If Carlos were freaking out, he might have enjoyed the fact that he was pulling the panties off an Asian hottie. Expect for the fact that this 'Asian hottie' had a body count that could put could the Terminator to shame. After he finally pulled her panties down to her ankles, he quickly shot back to his feet and took several steps back.
"Took you long enough." Mei giggled "But I'm not done making my point. Come over here."
"Are you sure?" he asked nervously "Maybe we should stop. What if someone comes in?"
"Good point" Mei said "Let's take care of that problem first."
Mei kicked off her panties from around her ankles, and then proceeded to walk over to the door and lock it.
"Now, let finish what we started " Mei smirked seductively as she walked back over to Carlos "Give me your hands."
"Um…ok" Carlos timidly held out his hands to Mei, who proceeded to place his left over her breast, and his right hand between her thighs. Carlos noticed that Mei's face was becoming slightly pink and her breathing was getting heavy.
"I figured you deserved to cop a feel until your ready for that blowjob" Mei whispered "But I wanted you to see how wet you made me at the thought of fucking a virgin. Go ahead a see how wet I am already"
In spite of himself, Carlos began running his fingers over her vaginal lips, making them more drenched with stroke. Suddenly, Carlos was moving his fingers with an increased pace as his other hand groped and squeezed her breast.
"Can I put my fingers in?" He blurted out suddenly, taken aback by his own daring. To his surprise, Mei nodded her consent while biting down on her lower lip. Carlos produced to insert his middle and ring finger into Mei, all the while increasing the speed of his hands. After a few minutes , he felt Mei vaginal lips clench tightly around his fingers and felt her body spasm slightly as her knees buckled. As she orgasm, she covered her mouth to stop any noise from escaping her mouth and used her other had to grip his should to avoid collapsing. She took a minute to steady her legs before glancing at Carlos again.
"Thanks Carlos" she smiled, still breathing heavily "That was my first orgasm in years. I guess I needed it more than you. Don't think anyone's every made me cum that hard before, let alone from just their fingers."
"No problem." Carlos replied bashfully "Happy to help."
"If you that good with you fingers, you're good to a damn sex savant in the bed" she commented "You got a condom on you?"
"No….I don't" Carlos face instantly became crestfallen. "Sorry…."
"Hey, relax! That's nothing to apologize for." Mei reassured him "Tell you want. Once we take care of busting out the rest of the Saints, I'll pick up some birth control and we'll have us an all-night sex session. Sound good?"
"Uu-Uh….su-sure." Carlos stuttered, blushing deeply once more "Sounds good to me!"
"Excellent" Mei walked over and retrieved her panties from the ground. "Go and round up Gat and the others, we got some planning to do. Oh….and Carlos?"
"Yeah Boss?" he asked
"While I like the ride you got. Be careful showing off any purple, at least until we bust the other Saints out of jail. Most people are going to underestimate us, but I'm sure Bradshaw is already making plans to move against us."
"Got it Boss" Carlos smiled "I'll be more careful."
"You better be." She warned "I don't want anything happening before I get to pop your cherry."
Five minutes later, the other Saints Lieutenants joined Mei in her suite and began looking over the documents. Based on the information they had on hand, they began formulating a plan to assault the jail.
"It looks like there installing additional security cameras all over the place" Cassie pointed out "That's on top of several new security systems and high grade blast doors."
"Blast doors? What are those?" Carlos asked
"They're high grade doors meant to withstand a lot of punishment." Pierce explained " You can literally strap explosives to them and they won't budge,"
"Sounds like a challenge to me." Said Lily "What if we used blowtorches"
"They're made to hold against extreme heat" Piece grimaced "Even if we had something that could cut through those doors, it would take too long to get the other Saints out."
"Not to mention trying to figure out which cells have the former Saints and which ones have regular inmates" Shaundi pointed out "Let me make some phone calls and see what I can do."
"Do it" Mei ordered "Lily…..I gotta get use to calling you by that you that name…..where do were stand with explosives"
"Spoke to Samson this afternoon, and he's very happy to have our business again" Lily smiled "He's giving us four hundred pounds of C4 explosive and 3 stinger missiles on the house as a 'Welcome Back' gift to the Saints."
Everyone was at a loss for words and simply started at Lily, dumbfounded over what she had just said.
"Samson's also been a cool dude, but he's just going to give away four hundred pounds of C4?" Mei asked "And since when does he have stinger missiles, let alone stinger missiles to also give away as well?"
"Cut to the chase newbie" Gat said bluntly "What the catch here?"
"Samson got this stuff for another client out in San Andreas" Lily explained "The client in question got killed by the police two weeks ago. And that client also happened to have paid Samson in advance. Its already been paid for by someone else and he doesn't want to risk having military grade weapons in his possession if the cops happen to raid his place. And get this; he throwing in another hundred homemade nail bombs if we clear everything out of his warehouse by the end of the week"
"He doesn't have to twist my arm on this one! Tell him he's got a deal." Mei turned to Gat "Grab some of the crew and go with Lily to pick everything up later tonight. I know it's a simple deal and that Samson can be trusted, but we're not taking any chances. Ya feel me?"
"No worries Boss, I got this." Gat replied nonchalantly "No need to get your panties in a bunch." At this remark, Mei and Carlos started snickering
"We missing something here?" Pierce asked
"Inside joke. Don't worry about it." She replied "Cassie, we got a line on a boat yet?"
"I do, but….you're not going to like it" Cassie nervously glanced at Mei "It's a yacht. Its similar to one that you were on with Alderman Hughes….but not completely the same!"
"It's cool Cass" Mei reassured her "I'm not going to turn into a scared little bitch every time I have to go near the water."
"Cool! That's very good hear." Cassie was still glanced at Mei before continuing "It twice the size of Hughes' boat, but twice as fast too so getting everyone onboard and getting away shouldn't be a problem. Boat belongs to this luxury rental company that going into foreclosure, so they'll probably be happy when we still and sink it."
"Why sink do we have to sink the yacht though?" Carlos Asked "It would be pretty sweet if the Saints had their own private boat."
"Yeah I would be." Mei agreed "Expect we've got no place to stash it."
"Oh….i see. Guess I forgot about that" Carlos replied
"Plus, we can't afford to leave any evidence behind." Cassie explained "It would be beyond stupid if we pulled this off, only for the cops to show up here and lock everybody up."
"We've got our escape worked out." Pierce looked down at the blueprints "But we still have no way of getting in, or even knowing where the Saints are."
"Um Boss." Shaundi closed her flip phone "I got an ex-boyfriend who's one of the workmen on this prison renovation. According to what he heard the new warden say, all the Saints are going to be moved to the D-Block section of the prison. It also going to have the most surveillance out of every other block in the prison. They're even putting in special vents to pump tear gas into the cell block to prevent rioting and escape attempts."
"It seems stupid placing all the Saints in one place" Lily retorted "Even with new security features, it's almost like this new warden is daring us to break in."
"But how do we get in though?" Pierce asked
"Its simple" Mei snickered "I already have someone who's going to help us get in."
Lily's smiled coyly , locking eyes with Mei. "We're thinking about that 'friend' that you still have to visit , aren't you?"
"Glad to see you caught on so fast." Mei replied "I think it's time we take a trip to 451 Copperton"
