CHAPTER 3

None of this belongs to me

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The top office of Vercetti Imports building was always kept dark. It seems that the owner didn't like light, or sound. Very rarely did the phone ring up here but today it rang.

"Yes?" Tommy said picking up

"You wanted to talk to me?" said the voice from the phone

"George!" Tommy exclaimed "thank-you for calling"

"What is it?"

"I've got a little business for you"

"Mr Vercetti, I'm Bust. Forgot so soon? Donald Love sent my uncle Avery into bankrupt if I find him I will shoot the hell out of him"

"Exactly. You see, I've just moved into Liberty and Love happens to operate here"

"Give me 2 hours and I am there" George answered and put the phone down

Tommy put the phone down, with a smile. Donald Love had tricked his friend Avery and taken all his money and shares in all businesses. He had stabbed his master and friend in the back. Something Tommy didn't appreciate. He, just like Avery had trusted a friend who then became a traitor. Obviously Tommy killed Lance Vance as soon as he could.

A knock on the door interrupted Tommy's thoughts. CJ came in

"Sup?"

"Get a Limo. Pick me up in an hour. We need to go to Francis International"

"Expecting company?"

"By any chance have you met Donald Love?"

"He's that millionaire who appeared out of a sudden right?"

"Yes"

"Nobody knows where he got that money from"

"Money does not just appear, money is taken from others"

"Oh I understand, he stole you?"

"Not me. A Friend"

"And he is arriving in one hour in Francis International"

"Good. No go get the limo to pick him up"

CJ left without a goodbye and went down in the lift. He hijacked a car and started driving. It had been almost a month since he was working for Tommy. Because he was working for him rather than working with him, which is what he had understood. Pick so and so up, kill this guy, bribe the other.

He arrived shortly at Chinatown, and walked into Wong Laundry shop. The door shut with a bang and he was suddenly overcome with 5 guys inside the shops who put a hat covering his eyes and lead him somewhere.

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Claude strolled around Cochrane Dam. He usually walked up to the spot were he fired that last shot that sent the helicopter down. Down is such a strange word. Everything that goes up comes down. Now Claude was up, or so he thought, but there was no time for such reflections now, he had a mission to accomplish for his new boss. Claude jumped into his Cartel Cruiser and drove towards the bridge to Staunton Island.

Staunton Island was controlled by the Yakuza since the Cartel was expelled. This place was key in the battle between the Enterprise and the Syndicate and fortunately for the Enterprise the Yakuza, owners of the majority of Staunton, had a long hate for the Syndicate as well as for the Cartel, who the Enterprise recently battled, and also have a close friendship with Claude Speed, who is working with the Enterprise. Relations only need to be formalized.

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"Dammit"

Nicolas Forelli stormed around his office kicking everything in his view.

"We have to get Staunton" He shouted at nobody s a vague idea formed in his head. "That's it!"

He pressed the interphone "Antonio!" he called through it.

Immediately a tall man appeared at the door.

"You called sir"

"How many soldiers have got here now?"

"At the moment there are 14 available"

"Good. Take some Leone soldiers too. Meet me in the Garage in 15 minutes."

Antonio left quietly and Nicolas picked up his handgun from the cupboard. Quickly he descended the stairs into his car and went to meet Joey Leone in his garage. He was the man to rig a bomb into a car.

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"Johnson!"

"Unfold me"

"Chen-Su Unfold our guest"

The black lifted and CJ saw three men materialise in front of him as his pupils adjusted to the light

"What's all this?" CJ asked

"We cannot let you know where our base of operations is. Now, to business, our friend from Fierro has told us we can trust you"

"What Friend?"

"I believe you al ready acquainted with Mr Wu Zi Mu here"

CJ turned around to see Woozie standing behind him

"Hey Woozie! How come you are here?"

"We are establishing inter-triad relations with our colleagues from Liberty. I understand that the city is on verge of war" Woozie ran a hand through his black hair and sat on the couch beside CJ and began to whisper to him in the ear. CJ seemed surprised but was beginning to agree with what he said. Wong and his men already new what was being told in the conversation so they went up the stairs into the Laundry to keep an eye.

"ALERT! UP! UP! "Shouted a triad from the end of the road as he ran desperately down the road towards the Laundry.

Immediately the guards went up the road to find themselves with a parade of mafia cars speeding down the road.

"COVER THE LAUNDRY" a triad shouted as he fell to the floor hit by the fire from the cars.

Syndicate Sentinels appeared from everywhere forming a barricade around the door and encircling the triads infront of the Laundry door and the shooting begun. A last car came down the road totally protected by the barricade. Nicolas Forelli stepped out and joined the battle. Bullets went everywhere, blasting up cars once in a while and hitting enemies at others, and continued as reinforcements for both sides started to appear.

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It was a sunny afternoon and everyone was enjoying their day off. Rarely did a car pass the smaller streets and around the city their seemed to be peace and quiet. Little did the happy citizens know, except the unfortunate ones who had been trapped cross fire, that a

battle was raging in Chinatown.

A Yakuza stinger roamed the streets into the main roads. It was driven by Claude Speed. He had just arranged a meeting in between Yakuza and the Enterprise and was prepared to have some fun for the rest of the evening. He would go and bust some cars or kill some people or maybe find some action, which he found, seven police cars with sirens switched on going down the road. The perfect opportunity to use his guns.

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"OK Woozie, I can handle it!"

"Good Carl, another thing-"

"Help!" yelled a man from the door. He walked up to them bleeding and clutching his stomach in pain "Mafia…war...up" He dropped and died.

CJ and Woozie took the stairs and joined the battle.

"Stay Woozie ill take care of it"

"NO! IM KILLING THOSE-"

BANG! A bullet soared the air and hit Woozie in the arm. Two other bullets in his legs sent him to the floor. And a last hit his chest. Woozie became a bloody lump on the floor

"Woozie!" CJ Screamed "I won't let this happen!" He pulled a car open furiously, put Woozie in and drove for the hospital. This could not happen again. Last time it was his brother, who got saved by the cops, neither of those thing would he let to occur.

He was almost outside the barrier when

WHAM!

A Syndicate soldier shot a bullet into the dashboard cracking the glass. A hand flew in the window and pulled CJ throwing him to the floor

"You are not going anywhere" he said as he clicked the gun onto a defenceless Carl Johnson.

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"Chinatown is witness to a brutal gang war which has gone on for a half an hour now and seems to not want to end, our special reporter, Clara Martin, is at the scene giving privileged information. The police have formed a block of surrounding streets to-"

Tommy switched the TV off. He was getting fed up and had to go and take advantage of this weakness of two enemies. Unfortunately his two muscles were out on missions, one bringing a limo and the other in a Yakuza meeting so he would have to go himself.He picked his guns walked through the backdoor and sat in his Infernus. It was time for Tommy Vercetti to get back into action.