Robert 1 - Badlands

Blaine County - McKenzie Field

The plane ride from Woodcrest International to Blaine County's McKenzie Field airstrip was a long and awkward ride for Robert. Here he was sitting on a plane with two people who he believed for a decade was dead after trapping them in a highly flammable mobile home and it exploding, and two more other men whom he did not know which didn't make it better. Snapping out of his trance he sees a flight attendant bringing back to reality offering him a wine glass filled with a margarita with a lime wedge into the rim. "Oh, Thank you, little cutie pie." Robert complemented taking a sip watching her walk away.

"OK now that we're all together, let's get started. First introductions. I am the head and queen pin of this operation, Boss Willona. Hot chocolate, My assistant, and our head of our security. Robert Jebediah Freeman, our arms runner and "Drug Gardner." Willona explained as she then walks over to the other two males that Robert was curious about. The first is a Latin man with dark hair and blue and black plaid dress-up shirt, black jeans, and matching shoes. "This is Paul Bourdon. "He's will take the role of our Human Resource and deal with any problems our workers might have internally or externally of the business." Willona introduced. She then moved over to the next man who is a French man wearing a white shirt underneath a complete blue suit. "This is Coquss Frugis, he'll keep notice of all the police and other runners activity making sure we do not attract any unwanted attention. Robert, he will also be giving you the coordinates of our gun buyers and be within our product sales, so you might want to get acquainted with him." Willona said as Robert looked over at Cooquss who was shaking a wine glass in his hand, requesting a refill.

"Umm sure absolutely, Boss Willona." Robert agreed.

"So what exactly will we be selling as our products?" Paul asked sipping his now full wine glass.

"Cocaine, Marijuana, and our company's signature product, Crystal Meth. Here's how the day by day will work. Robert will take our company crop duster filled with water and fly it over our weed farms. our workers will then proceed the plants into a profitable product. During that, more workers are making crystal meth and cocaine inside nearby buildings. By the end of the week, Robert and Paul will go and sell it to the top-paying buyers. On the arms side, we need to start intercepting some rival runners and commander their guns for ourselves and then sell them ourselves. We'll either buy them out or take them out." Willona explained. "We will now be known as the Crystal Couriers. Any objections to anything?" Willona questioned the four men in the plane.

"Sounds good to me. I can finally pay off all of my credit card debt." Robert said.

"I glad you like it, Robert because we need you to take the crop duster plane right now. The plane is landing at McKenzie Field. Our weed farms are in Mount Chiliad and the San Chianski Mountain Range." Willona said. Robert groaned. After the plane touch down on the airstrip, Robert looked around to see a small hanger with a small yellow and red crop duster inside. He then watches the plane start up and take off again leaving him in the dusty empty airstrip.

"O-ook, it's time to make my fortune back." Robert said to himself as he walks over to the crop duster and enters the plane. Remembering all his days in U.S Air Force Roberts manages to start up the plane and took off effortlessly. A few minutes in the air and everything seems to be calm and quiet for Robert until a voice suddenly broke out on his dashboard.

"Robert, are you there? how's it looking?" the voice asked.

"Boss Willona?" he asked.

"Okay so far so good. I was just checking in making sure you didn't blow yourself up into a million pieces getting in the air. Now your flight pattern should be to fly out South turn to the northwest and then make your first water drop at Mount Chiliad and then over to San Chianski Mountain Range. I'll see you back at the airstrip when you're done." Willona explains to him as she hung up her radio. Robert proceeds to follow her instructions as he flew South for quite a while as he then found the crop field. Robert started to slowly descend into the ground and pull a trigger by his right index finger as water started to pour out of the many nozzles under the plane as the field became lightly drenched by the time the plane finished flying over.

"Woohoo. That's how Robert "Mr. Bitches" Freeman gets it done." Robert boasted hollering in laughter as he flies overhead and away. He looks back and could see the workers going out to start tending to the marijuana. Just then Boss Willona's voice appeared again on the CB.

"Nice job, Robert. Now hit the next one and I'll see you on the ground." Willona said. Robert spent the next few minutes in silence flying towards the next location. as he finally approaches his destination he performs the same steps at the last one slowly descending towards the ground and released the water all over the field and flew away. From the distance he was in Robert could see silhouettes of bodies on the ground.

"Woohoo. You see that boys. Mr. Bitches still got some fly moves." Robert boasted again, laughing as once again Boss Willona's voice appeared again on the CB.

"Excellent work Robert. Now meet me at the airstrip." Willona said. Robert followed her order as he flew the plane back to McKenzie Field and into the Barnhouse style hanger. He exited the plane and hanger and saw Boss Willona and Hot Chocolate walking up to him. "Not bad. Here, We have been giving these to everyone from the plane." Willona said as she handed him a Sawed-Off Shotgun, A Heavy Pistol, and 2,000 dollars. "The money should be used to find you a place to stay and if I were you I probably pick the vicinity of Paleto Bay. The weapons are, as you expect, to protect yourself just in case you need to get rid of something, or someone. Anyway, I expect the runs to be done every morning by 9:30 am. After that check in with Coquss and Paul. They'll give you the rundown on anything that might pop up and all the guns to be collected for our buyers. Wouldn't want something catching us by surprise, now would we?" Willona joked."Oh Robert, I just smell all that money that will be in our laps soon." She said.

"I guess. But It would also be nice if I had Dorthy with me right now." Robert complained. Due to them having to travel by air, Robert had to leave his car, named Dorthy behind in Woodcrest for a few days while it gets transported to San Fierro Docks.

"Oh come now, Robert. Just find a motel and rest up for tomorrow. We'll be swimming in cash in no time." Willona ensured with a hand on his shoulder as she held him into the car and the three drove off from the airstrip.