Chapter 15: The Merryweathwe Heist
It had been a week since the Grove Street indecent. Stephanie, and Michael were arriving at Trevor's place, he had taken over a condo from his lackey's cousin Floyd. Steph and Michael parked outside the apartment, they walked upstairs and inside. Trevor was getting a massage by Floyd, he looked at Steph and Michael. "Hello sexy, did you come to sit on Uncle T's knee?" Trevor asked Steph. "Maybe I come to break your knee instead." Stephanie replied. "Chill, he's just a dirty old creep." Michael told Steph. "Where's the other kid?" Trevor asked Michael. "He's on his way." Michael replied. "The kid idolizes you, it gives me the creeps." Trevor said in a high pitched voice as he was being massaged. Franklin walked in the door, he and Michael fist pumped, "So what's the deal man?" Franklin asked Trevor. "We're working amigo, taking a score." Trevor replied. "Yeah I done most of the planning and uh, I think we're going to literally make out like bandits on this one." Trevor told Franklin. "Did you talk to Lester?" Michael asked Trevor. "Yeah I called, apparently he's in the hospital having his vagina cleaned or some shit." Trevor replied. "He's got a wasting disease." Michael told Trevor. "Twenty percent saved." Trevor simply said. "No that's not how we work." Michael replied. "That's how we work now, because if I remember correctly the last time we did it your way we got shot at, you got buried, resurrected, turned into a twat and brad ended up in a fucking prison." Trevor ranted.
Michael looked at Trevor. "Yeah, and Lester told us not to do that job, but we did it anyway." Michael replied. "Lester seems pretty good man." Franklin told Trevor. "Would you shut the fuck up? Alright." He told Franklin. "And you, Michael owe me, alright. So this time we do things my way." Trevor told Michael. "Alright so what's the plan man?" Franklin asked. "We are sinking a freighter into Los Santos harbor alright. Now, Daddy's Little Helper, you will be on the bridge with a rifle. He told Franklin. "Michael you will be on the boat setting charges." He told Michael. "Me, I'm running the deep water salvage operation with a little help from my friends. Stephanie I want you in the sub with me making the pick up." Trevor told them. "You, fat man, are not one of those friends." Trevor told Michael. "Which part is easy though?" Franklin asked Trevor. "Oh, for fucks sake. Where'd you get the pussy Mikey huh?" Trevor asked Michael. "Fuck you." Franklin replied aggressively. "Fuck you, nice I like it." Trevor said excitingly. They walked outside and down the steps, Franklin, Trevor, anf Steph got in the back of Trevor's truck and drove off.
Trevor drove down the street, Franklin rode shotgun, while Steph rode in the bed. "I'm dropping you off at the Miriam Turner overpass, here's a rifle with a thermal scope." Trevor told Franklin showing him the rifle laying in the seat. "This isn't a job I was expecting, I was thinking of Michael's planning, with Lester's weird eye for details." Franklin told Trevor. "I got an eye for details kid, lie your brick of blow being drywall." Trevor said in response. "Yeah dog, and I'm grateful for that, but sinking a freighter is different than buying a brick of blow." Franklin replied. "Not really, it's all about what's inside." Trevor told Franklin. Trevor drove to the overpass and dropped Franklin off, Franklin grabbed the rifle and got out of the truck. Trevor and Steph drove off, Stephanie climbed into the cab and rode shotgun, Trevor glanced at her every now and again on his way to the submarine. "So, how'd you come across Michael anyway?" He asked her. "He's my uncle." Stephanie replied. "Uncle? Michael don't have siblings." Trevor asked and told Steph. "No he's my uncle by marriage, I'm Amanda's niece." Stephanie told Trevor. "Really? How old are you?" Trevor asked Steph. "18, I'm from North Yankton. My mom eas a stripper, her name is Penny but her stage name was Sweet Honey." Stephanie told Trevor. Trevor's eyes widened, he had recognized that name, suddenly he was back in North Yankton in the strip club.
The was 1994, the July month was met with a non stop winter of the non stop northern midwest weather. Trevor Philips was inside the Shaved Private gentleman's club watching a stripper dance, he made it rain money that he had just gotten from a heist. The dancer left the pole and started dancing in his face, Trevor kept giving her money. When the dance finished she approached Trevor, she wore a glittery thong and bra. "Hey cutie, I'm about to clock off. Wanna go somewhere private?" She asked him. "I'd love that gorgeous." Trevor said softly. The dancer took his hand and they left the club, they walked to Trevor's Vapid Sandking and got in the truck. "What's your name?" He asked her. "Penny, but they call me Sweet Honey." She replied. Penny unzipped Trevor's pants and climbed on top of him, she started riding him moaning and panting as she did so. Trevor came as well as her, she got off him and put her thong back on. "That was great baby." She said still panting. "I think I love you." Trevor told her. This creeped Penny out, she got out of the truck and looked at him. "I'll find another ride home, thanks you were amazing." She told Trevor.
They were in the submarine, Trevor started it up and dove underwater. He couldn't help but stare at Steph to try to see a resemblance with him, he caught her looking away and pulled a hair off her head. "Ow motherfucker!" She shouted after feeling her hair being pulled. "Sorry, thought I saw a spider." Trevor told her. He put the hair in the cellophane on his cigarette pack and put it in his pocket, he operated the submarine heading towards the container. "I'm in the drink T, where you at?" Michael asked over the radio. "I'm not far, there should be radar on your dive gear to pick up the signal." Trevor replied. "What kind of signal is it giving off?" Michael asked. "The kind that gets crazier the closer you get." Trevor replied. "I found it, I put down a flare." Michael told Trevor. "I'm almost there." Trevor replied. "I hope we get fucking paid for this, after all the shit we went through to get here I'll be pissed." Stephanie told Trevor. "Don't worry, we'll get paid. I got a buyer for whatever it is we're picking up." Trevor assured her. "What is this thing? It looks kinda sinister." Michael asked Trevor. "I don't know what it is." Trevor replied. "It's not doing anything to the water is it? I gotta swim around in this." Michael asked. "Might give you super powers, turn you into Impotent Rage. Nah shower off you'll be fine." Trevor replied.
Trevor found the thing, it looked like a nuclear bomb. Trevor turned on the magnet at the bottom of the sub and positioned himself over the weapon, he picked it up and started driving. "Floyd, I got it." Trevor said into the radio. "Did everything go okay? I heard gunshots and explosions." Floys asked Trevor. "Yeah, it went fine. We're nearly there, be ready with a crane." Trevor replied. "So how much you think we'll make off this?" Stephanie asked Trevor. "I don't know, I'm asking the Triad for 20 mil. We'll see if we get it." Trevor replied. He took the submarine to a dock outside of the port, Floyd had a crane lift the submarine and the nuke out of the water. Steph and Trevor were inside celebrating a successful job. "Say whatever you want about Trevor, but shit he got it done." Franklin told Michael. "Yeah well, we'll see." Michael replied. A taxi pulled up and Lester got out if the back, he wore a hospital gown with the back untied. "What the fuck are you doing?" Lester asked Michael. "Trevor told me he talked to you." Michael replied. "Lester Crest, what do I owe the pleasure?" Trevor asked approaching Lester. "Are you fucking stupid? FIB, IAA, Merryweather, you can fuck with them all day long but when you steal an experimental super weapon to sell to the Chinese, you'll be on every watch list on the entire planet." Lester told Trevor. "So what?" Trevor asked. "So they don't watch, they kill idiot. Think, we'll all be dead within a week." Michael told Trevor. "What do we do?" Franklin asked Lester. "I can have it organized to be taken back and found amongst the wreckage." Lester replied. "It's all lploaded up Trevor." Floyd said approaching Trevor. "Good, then you and the patient can take it all back." Trevor told Floyd. "Right fucking now!" Stephanie shouted angry that she is out a payday. Floyd ran to the truck, and Lester moved as fast as he could to it. "Michael you owe me." Trevor told Michael. "I'll get you something, I gotta find Franklin some work too." Michael replied.
Michael, Steph, and Franklin walked to Michael's car, Trevor grabbed Stephanie by her arm. "No way, you're riding with me." Trevor told her. He took her to a Bravado Bison parked close to them and she got in the passenger seat, he got behind the wheel and drove off. Trevor looked at his potential daughter, she had his temper but she was still level headed. "So who's your pop?" Trevor asked Steph. "Chad Ross, the town drunk." Steph replied. "Ah Chad Ross, I knew him a little. Knew your mom too, see I'm from Ludendorff. Well lived there, I was born a little further north." Trevor told Steph. "Good for you." She replied. Trevor kept driving, he dropped Stephanie off at her penthouse. "Hey, let me give you some advice about Uncle Mike. He's a fat snake, he'll probably sell you out too for a candy bar." Trevor told her. "I'll be fine." Steph replied. Trevor nodded and drove off, Steph walked in the building and up the elevator. She entered her penthouse and started stripping, she left a trail of clothes to the bathroom where she took a shower. As she showered she started thinking about home, she thought of her dad's abuse towards her. Something inside Steph snapped, she started punching the tile walls of the shower before punching and breaking the glass. She looked at her bleeding hand to see small glass shards inside her knuckles, she sighed and cleaned her wounds, afterwards she swept up the broken glass. After she cleaned up the glass she went to bed.