Chapter 11: The Tennis Coach
It had been a week since the jewel store heist, Stephanie was chilling with Jimmy and Franklin. They were playing Righteous Slaughter in Jimmy's room, Franklin was wearing a black muscle shirt, green ball shorts, and green athletic sneakers. Jimmy was wearing a Fatal Incursion shirt and jeans, Steph was in her blue jean mini skirt, cowboy boots and black tank. Franklin had gotten a bunch of tattoos, he had two sleeves, a neck tattoo that read Chamberlain Families, and a whole lot of ink all over his torso. Stephanie got a tramp stamp of a butterfly with "Country Girl" written in small cursive under the butterfly. Steph and Franklin passed the joint back in forth, while playing the game with Jimmy. Stephanie's phone rang, she answered the unknown number. "Hello?" She asked. "Stephanie Ross, this is Martin Madrazo. I hear you're a good shot, I need your services. Come to my ranch in Vinewood Hill." Martin told her before hanging up. Stephanie stood up, she looked st Franklin and Jimmy. "I gotta jet, you boys play nice." Steph told the two. "Oh fo sho babe." Franklin replied. "See ya." Jimmy said while staring at the screen. Steph walked out of the room and into her room, she took off the skirt and put on a tight pair of jeans. She walked out of her room and downstairs, she walked outside and got into her car.
Stephanie found Madrazo's house outside of Los Santos, she got out of the car and walked up to the door. Steph knocked on the door and it opened, an elderly woman who looked to be in her late fifties answered the door, she wore a pink track suit. "Hello?" She asked. "I'm looking for Martin Madrazo." Steph replied. "These whores are getting younger." The woman said in Spanish. She led Steph to the living room where Martin was sitting, Steph sat down. "Get the fuck out of here woman! I got business!" Martin yelled at the woman. The woman turned around with tears coming out of her eyes and her head hung down, Steph felt bad for her. "Do you know why I called you?" He asked Steph. "No not really." Steph replied. "I know you and your uncle did that jewelry store, I'm expecting my payment soon. But for now I have work for you." Martin told her. "Do you remember Kyle Chavis?" He asked her. "Mu aunt's tennis coach." Steph replied. "It seems he has been intimate with Natalia, he shows no loyalty. I want you to take him out." Martin explained. "How do I do that?" She asked. "I left a rifle in a Tailgater in Rockford Hills, take the gun and the car. He is playing a tournament at Weazel Tennis courts. Get a good vantage point and take him out." Martin instructed her. "You got it, what's the pay?" She asked. "We'll discuss that when you're finished." Martin replied. Steph stood up and walked out if the living room, she let herself out and drove away from the ranch.
Stephanie found the car, it was outside the Tequi La La bar in Rockford Hills. She got out of her Comet and locked it, she then got in the Tailgater and started it. The GPS already had the coordinates to the tennis court, she put the car in drive and drove down the road. She pulled up at a construction site across from the tennis court, Steph got out of the car and opened the trunk. Inside was a suitcase containing a sniper rifle and a sticky bomb, she took the suitcase and entered the construction site. She found an elevator and entered it, she hit the button and the elevator took her to the top floor. Stephanie exited the elevator and got to a vantage point over the tennis court, she assembled the rifle and took aim. Kyle was at the tennis court playing with bis back turned to Steph, she had his head in her crosshairs. She instantly thought of target practice back home with her dad.
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Steph cried at the feeling of her dad's belt smacking against her back, Chad raised the belt back up and swatted Steph on her thighs. "Try it again!" He yelled throwing her to the ground. Steph picked up the repeater rifle that laid on the ground and picked it up, Chad had picked up the cattle brand out if the campfire and waved it in front of Steph. "You miss this time, and you'll get stamped." He told her angrily before spitting out tobacco juice. Stephanie aimed at the target, she shook as she aimed, she put her hands on the trigger….
(Blam) The bullet pierced through Kyle's head, the exit of the .50 caliber bullet exploded his face. The tennis coach fell down dead, his blood squirted everywhere. The other players gasped and frantically ran for the exits, Stephanie put the gun back in the case and activated the bomb. She walked to the elevator and went down, when she left the construction site she hit the detonator. The suitcase exploded vaporizing any evidence left behind, Steph got in the Tailgater and drove down the street. Sge pulled out her phone and called Madrazo. "Hey, it's done." She simply said. "Good, dispose of the car and call me, I'll have my guy wire you the funds." Martin replied before hanging up. Stephanie drove out of the city and parked the car in the woods, she grabbed a cloth out of the backseat and got out of the car. Steph opened the gas tank and took off the cap, she stuffed the cloth in the tank and lit it. Stephanie ran as fat as she could away from the car, she reached the road when it exploded. She turned around and watched the car burn for a second, she breathed a sigh of relief. She took a cab back to her car, she got behind the wheel and called Madrazo. "Yeah?" He asked when he answered. "That car was is hot right now." Steph replied. "Good to hear, I'll be in touch." Madrazo said understanding her code. She hung up the phone and got an email, she opened it up to read two different transactions from the bank. The first was the payment from Madrazo for the hit, which totaled to $10,000. The second was from Lester for $125,000, Steph smiled at her money and drove on down the street.