Chapter 25: Bombs Away!
After recovering from the ordeal he had with the police the last time, Lincoln received another call, instructing him to go to Auntie Frida's shack. He was reluctant to answer but agreed to go to the place. After arriving there, he had a blurry memory of the events of the last time he was there. Once he entered, she spotted Auntie Frida sitting there, as if waiting for him.
Lincoln immediately said to her "Oh, sorry, I - I must have the wrong address..." It was quite odd for him though, he had a feeling he remembered the place, but he couldn't remember who she was.
Frida went along with this as she perfectly knew what happened, warmly replying to him "Well, you might as well come in and rest your soles and have some tea." Gesturing him to come closer while pouring another drink for him, she asks "Do you have something there for me, Lincoln?"
Lincoln then handed her a bag full of something "Yeah..." at the same time, Frida handed her a cup of tea. He sat down and said "This place feels familiar to me, uh - it's - a smell from childhood - a deja vu..." She then instructs Lincoln on what to do next. "Now Lincy, I'm going to whisper a lickle errand for you. Hear me well, aye?" She wants Lincoln to destroy a fleet of Cuban boats that are used to traffic drugs.
Lincoln nodded slowly while drinking the tea, to which is no surprise is the same tea he was drugged with last time "You look like someone I, I..." Frida then explained further to him "The Cubans have fast boats they use to cross the seas with drugs. It is their livelihood. Me nephew bin making lickle flying bombs to take dem out. Blow de boats to coffin wood."
After drinking and hearing from her, Lincoln stood up and took a few seconds for him to reply "Thanks for the tea." Leaving slowly as if nothing happened.
The now drugged Lincoln enters a Top Fun van nearby to use RC Barons to drop bombs over the Cubans on Starfish Island. Lincoln remotely pilots the RC Baron and manages to destroy all the Cuban boats and kill any Cubans who witnessed this event. After this, a few hours later, he was on the streets, with no memory of what happened recently, same like the last time.