For this new chapter I skipped the Paleto Bay Bank job out of fear that the dialogue and action is re used from the game even with my OC's involvement. So here is the next chapter of Grand Theft Auto: Stephanie's Story.
Chapter 26: Investing The Take
Stephanie made a total of $447,000 from the Paleto bank job, she was happily rolling around in the money on her bed of the hotel room. Packie sat up on the bed snorting lines off the dresser, Steph sat up and did a line as well, "Packie I'm rich!" She said excitingly. "Not rich babe but very well off, you shoulda seen the score I took from a bank in Liberty City, I was loaded after that. New Comet, good booze and expensive chop every night. Good times." Packie replied. Steph picked up some of the money and smelled it, she loved the smell of money. "I should invest it, maybe find a business to launder it." Steph said. "Smart, not my choice but it's your dough." Packie replied before taking a drink of whiskey. Stephanie grabbed up all the money and put it away, she got on Packie's lap and started straddling him. "Sorry Michael didn't bring you in on the job, Trevor really wanted his meth cook to be in on,it." Steph said before kissing Packie. "It's cool babe, there'll be other scores." Packie replied. They made love on the bed and passed out from the drugs and alcohol, Steph woke up the next morning feeling like hell from her hangover. She got out of bed and got dressed in a leather mini skirt, thigh high heeled boots, and a black tank top, she grabbed her purse and phone and called Trevor. "Yeah?" Trevor asked sounding like he had just woken up. "Hey, I got an idea. I'm here in Paleto Bay, come meet me at the hotel." Stephanie said before hanging up the phone.
She grabbed the money out of the drawer beside the bed and put it in her purse. She then walked outside to spot Lester walking back to his room, he saw her and waved. "You still here?" She asked him. "Yeah, if I leave right after the score they'll think I'm apart of it. I gotta stay here until suspicion dies down." Lester replied before going back into his room. Steph sat outside and waited on Trevor, he drove up in his truck and parked. "Why did you call me to cone out here?" He asked. "So I was thinking, I wanna invest my money into something worthwhile. A business, a place to launder my money and where you can push your stuff." Steph replied. "Like a front, I gotcha. I know just the place, hop in." Trevor said starting his truck. Stephanie got in the passenger side and sat his purse down, she lit a joint to help her hangover as Trevor drove. "So there's this nightclub here in Paleto Bay, not much to look at and it's not profitable in liquor sales. But, if we sell my meth out of it we both can make our money back in no time." Trevor explained. "Sounds good what's the name of it?" She asked. "The Hen House, I used to peddle meth out of it with my ex Jenna all the time before I killed a guy in there and got banned. Place is for sale now should be worth checking out." Trevor replied.
He pulled up in front of the nightclub and parked, he and Steph got out of the truck and looked at it. "This place looks like a shithole." Steph told him. "It just looks that way, a little paint some new lights on the sign this place will be booming. Plus, tweakers don't give a shit how the place looks as long as it's a good place to party and fuck. Call Dynaty8 and get the realtor out here." Trevor replied. Steph nodded and pulled out her phone, she dialed the realtor who answered. "Hello?" He asked. "Yes I'm Stephanie Ross, I'm calling about the bar in Paleto Bay you have for sale. Can you come out here and show me around?" She asked him. "Yeah sure, I'll be right there." He replied hanging up. Steph put her phone back in her purse and looked at Trevor. "He coming out?" He asked her. "Yeah, he'll be here in a few." Steph replied. Trevor walked over to her and put hos hand on her shoulder, he and her looked at The Hen House. "Think of the money we'll make here." Trevor told her.
The realtor pulled up, he had long hair combed to the side, a mustache, and wore a suit with a white shirt and black tie, he had two rings on his right hand and a wedding ring on his left. "Hi, Sam Johnston. Dynasty 8 Realty. You must be the buyers." Sam said holding out his hand. Stephanie shook his hand and he reached out for Trevor. "As a rule I don't shake hands with yuppies." Trevor said in response to his handshake offer. "Of course." Sam replied pulling his hand back. "So, let's you and your uhh father step in here." Sam said. Sam unlocked the door and walked into the nightclub, Steph and Trevor followed behind him. The bar looked okay, a little dusty and dirty, chipped paint on the walls and broken lights. "As you can see, the current owners gave up the upkeep on this place. They looked at it as a money sink since it was only pulling in $980 a week. Cost of electricity and liquor was too much to keep it on its feet." Sam told Steph. "Sounds like what I'm looking for, I have enough to purchase and renovate it. I have big plans on bringing in more customers." Stephanie replied. "Oh yeah, when we get done with the place there'll be more money coming in then we'll know what to do with." Trevor added in looking at the interior. "So you're interested, I got the deed right here. Can I say we got a deal?" Sam asked opening his briefcase. Stephanie reached into her purse and pulled out her checkbook, she wrote Dynasty 8 a check for $80,000. "Here you go." Stephanie said handing him the check. Sam put the document in front of her and she signed, Sam put the check and the document back in his briefcase. "Congratulations, you are now the official owner of the Hen House Ms. Ross." Sam said with a smile. Steph squealed in excitement and hugged Trevor, Trevor hugged his daughter back and smiled at their new money making venture.