7:15 PM Yakov's Exports, Rosewood.

MacDougall arrived with the rest of the team and met with FBI agent Marcus Richards, a bald African-American man appearing to be in his 40s and 4 other FBI agents in tactical gear.

"You must be Agent Richards, pleasure to meet you lad" MacDougall said extending his hand to Agent Richards.

"And you must be MacDougall, heard about all your ordeals" Richards said shaking his hand.

MacDougall and his team readied their weapons and made their way towards the entrance.

"FBI, Everyone on the ground now!" Richards boomed as everyone swarmed the garage.

One of the chop shop workers tried to pull a gun but MacDougall quickly knocked him out with the buttstock of his MP5.

"Die motherf-gahhh!" another worker yelled as he was quickly shot 4 times by Agent Richards.

Richards' agents managed to secure the chop shop and recovered several stolen vehicles and parts. Richards leaned against a car and lit a cigarette before turning to MacDougall.

"Yakov's gonna be pissed, shut down his biggest money maker. Richards laughed.

"Aye, but I'd be more at ease once we nab the bastard. MacDougall said.

As the 2 men conversed a red Bently approached in the distance.

"What the fuck is he doing?" Richards barked making his way over.

MacDougall recognized the driver and pulled Richards back.

"Its Yakov!" MacDougall said drawing his pistol. "Exit the vehicle and get on the bloody ground"

Yakov activated his cars guns and fired at the crew. MacDougall, Paul and Monique took cover returning fire.

"Requesting backup, immediately!" Richards ordered to his dispatch.

More FBI agents arrived in Corvettes and Rhinos only for Yakov to take them out with a missile. MacDougall rushed to his ducking and weaving as bullets zinged past him.

"Damn things built like a tank" Richards cursed realizing his bullets werent effecting Yakovs car.

"Gotta do something before he takes us out!" Paul yelled.

"On it" MacDougall called out activating his cars weapons. Monique and Paul got in their cars and fired 2 EMP missiles at Yakov causing to him to spin out. MacDougall radioed for Wallace and Ventura who were wating nearby in an armored Humvee. Yakov deployed a smokescreen forcing Paul and Monique to fallback. Several FBI Corvettes tried to box Yakov in but he deployed a spike belt causing the cars to spinout and crash. MacDougall ordered Paul to perform a pit maneuver on Yakov causing him to spin out. Monique fired an EMP missile causing Yakov's car to flip over.

"дерьмо (shit)" Yakov cursed as he climbed out of his car.

MacDougall and his team surrounded Yakov guns drawn.

Richards caught up along with Wallace and Ventura.

"You're surrounded get out slowly" Richards barked.

Yakov tried to stand up but was immediately kicked down by MacDougall as Richards cuffed him. Paul angrilily got out his car and charged towards Yakov.

"Fucking, piece of shit!" Paul yelled punching Yakov in the face causing blood to drip down his nose. MacDougall and Wallace grabbed

"Loreto, calm down lad" MacDougall

"You piece of fucking shit, you threaten my wife and unborn child, I SHOULD KILL YOU RIGHT FUCKING NOW!!!!" Paul screamed reaching for his gun and pressed it into Yakov's cheek.

"Come on man, you take him out and we cant get to Kandinsky" Ventura pleaded.

Paul holstered his gun and stormed off. Ventura tried to follow before MacDougall cut in.

"Let him blow off some steam, he'll be fine"

After securing the scence Yakov was taken to Rockport Police headquarters.

The Next Day

April 18 8:30 AM Rockport Police Headquarters

Yakov sat at a table in a small room handcuffed and wearing an orange jumpsuit. Drake entered along with MacDougall and Wallace.

"So Yakov, how are ya buddy?" Drake asked with a friendly tone"

Yakov glared at Drake and MacDougall

"What do you want with me"

MacDougall leaned on the table

"I want your cousin and most importantly I want Hernandez and your supplier John Rogers"

"Like I would give that up, I know nothing about them"

"Well we think you do, from what we uncovered from some of your records you were planning on modifying several cars you had stolen with the blueprints you got from Rogers. Records show you sold an armored Toyota Celica to Ukrainian gangster Stepan Kravchenko yesterday. Then last month on March 14 you sold 3 armored Escalades to your cousin's associate Kennedy McCarthy" Drake finished and took a sip of his coffee.

"With the money me and my cousin have we can buy our way out of here" Yakov smirked.

"Really?" Wallace asked.

"Of course!" Yakov shot back.

"Well seeing as how you're locked up and your cousin isnt he probably is gonna have you taken out" Wallace said.

"Yeah, like he would do such a thing" Yakov said.

Drake pulled out 2 photos containing the burned car and remains of Arakelian and Hong.

"That's right, 2 of his lieutenants were killed after your cousin realized they were gonna testify. If we let you back on the streets you wont last a day. We can protect you from him if you give us info on your cousin" Drake then turned to MacDougall and Wallace. "Lets give him some time to think about it"

3 Hours Later..

MacDougall was cruising through Gray Point when Wallace called.

"Aye?" he answered

"MacDougall, Yakov decided to talk" Wallace said.

"Did he now?"

"Yep, says Kandinsky and Hernandez are at the shipyard meeting with some arms dealers"

"Alright, I'll round up the others" MacDougall said.

MacDougall met up with Paul, and Monique and headed to the shipyard.