Late in the evening of the following day the boys all meet up, Michael wearing his blue suit with the white undershirt, actually matches Carly's DoubleT motorbike, which Michael has understandable trouble in driving, but he's already getting better despite it only being like an hour since he first rode it.

The four follow Jim on the road, Michael likes Radio Broker like Dashlene, the others have on Liberty Rock Radio. Dash sometimes listens to Hardcore. Or at least she likes Back to Back by Underdog. Only thing she really shares with Trevor is music tastes, they like the kinda stuff on ChannelX, and that one song is probably as close as you'll probably get in LC.

''Wait here a minute everyone.'' Jim said and walked over to Ed and Jimmy as Jimmy leaned over the car as Ed sat inside.

''Hey, officers, how you doing?'' Jim said, acting friendly.

''Aw look James, this fat perp's brought us a present.'' Ed said sarcastically.

''You know, I forgot how stupid lookin' this guy was, Matthews. You think he's smart enough to realize that we got expensive tastes?'' Jimmy mocked, Jim fake laughs,

''So what you got for us, mope?'' Jimmy asked.

''Got exactly what you asked for.'' Jim said, and without warning he punches Jimmy in the stomach and steals his donut to throw it onto the ground, he then throws Jimmy's coffee at Ed, who dodges. Jim uses the distraction to flee as Jimmy runs to the passenger seat, the four already driving off

''You stole his donut and spilled his coffee. Real mature, man.'' Packie snarked.

''We don't want to piss 'em off too much. Not yet, at least.'' Jim replied, driving in front of them.

''You sure your friends are waiting?'' Michael asked, at the back of the bike pack.

''Yes Townley, trust me.'' Jim said proudly.

Eventually they reach the meeting place, Michael fails at the parking and falls off, not getting hurt, just embarrassing himself. Though it ends up saving him as the cops arrive and immediately begin opening fire. Michael pulls out his Colt45/M1911 and returns fire. Packie using a Glock17, the most common weapon in LC. Michael has a LS gun, but must have been in North Yankton two, as he and Trevor still have them.

''Mikey, up here.'' Johnny said, waving over Michael before following Jim up a letter to join the others up on the upper level. ''We weren't the bitches you thought we was.'' Jim laughs and grabs an AK47 from a pile up there and shoots Jimmy amongst the goons. Ed was killed in some crossfire of all things. By this point Ed and Jimmy had brought along other officers as well so there was a big battle.

Michael climbs up and grabs an AK47, firing at the cops. Focusing on a patrol car coming over, and killing them both before making it out.

A while passes and Johnny shoots dead the final officer.

''I think we got them.'' Packie said, the only one still below, and only one still with a pistol. Michael tosses his now empty AK47 back into the pile. ''Well, that was fun.'' Michael said, dryly.

''Phew, I thought we'd be shovelling shit for those dudes 'til God knows when.'' Jim said.

''Now you know we ain't goin out like that. Anyway, everyone split up, before they send backup.'' Johnny said, climbing back down the latter.

''Hey Michael, can I get your number? I might need someone like you for some jobs.'' Packie asked, lifting back up his red Sanchez.

''Well, I'm supposed to be retired.. But fuck it, I miss it. So sure.'' Michael said, writing it on a small paper to give Packie before Michael speeds off, back to Carly.

THE NEXT DAY;

''Dead?! What the fuck you mean their dead?!'' Francis screamed angrily into his phone, referring to Ed and Jimmy.

''Jesus, what fucking bikers... THAN INVESTIGATE!''

Out of the blue, Francis's office door slams open, scaring him out enough to fall back and disconnect the phone from the wall. Francis crawls up to see a blonde cop. A cap covering some of her hair, and her beautiful dark blue eyes matches the blue uniform.

''Seras.. You're paying for that do-'' Francis started but she fired from her 44 Magnum Python, though purposely missing him, he still ducks down in fear.

''AHH, PLEASE, I said I'd leave Carly alone and I did''

''Yeah, so you're harassing other girls instead I hear.'' Seras said, referring to Dash.

''What, her, hey what goes on in my family none your business you British cunt.'' Francis growled.

"Want to call me that again?!" Seras yelled after pressing gun to Francis's forehead.

'Y You weren't kill me, I'm a fellow cop.'' he pleaded.

''Exactly.'' Seras said, pulling back the gun hammer.

''Jesus, okay, I'll leave her alone.'' Francis pleaded.

Seras lowers the gun and she wordlessly leaves. Francis unsurprisingly does not keep his promise and calls up some cops on his payroll.

Middle Park, the following day. Carly couldn't stop sneezing and Johnny got her to drink some water.

''there you are.'' Johnny said, as friendly as he could.

"Thanks." Carly replied before they saw Dash swinging from a tree branch. ''What now.'' Carly said in almost annoyance.

"Hi, you two." Dash responded. Carly helps her down.

"How'd you get stuck there?" Carly asked

''Francis.'' Dash groaned.

''He's convinced I had something to do with the new girl at the station.. Not that he ever needed much excuse to rough me up .' 'Dash groaned.

''I know the type.'' Carly replied, likely referring to Ivory.

For the Record.. Francis is only a Dash villain. He never went after Carly.. The most he's ever done to Carly is maybe threaten to arrest her. But simply to scare her, he never went though with it..

But that does not make him likable. No he's actually a deplorable human being who treats Dash even worse than Amanda treats Carly..