Michael paced the floor of Solomon's office. He cursed as Solomon watched him with an unimpressed face "Well, Michael if she can't even make the signing how are we going to expect her to make the rehearsals, and shoots?"

"fuck. Something must be wrong. She really wants this and she is great. They wouldn't just not show up"

Solomon blinked slowly "Well, I think we should start looking for-"

Michael slammed his hands on Solomon's desk looking him in the eye "Please, Solomon, trust me she is a good choice. Let's reschedule I have to make sure everything is okay."

He looked Michael in the eyes and then smiled "You know how much I trust and value your saw, Michael, so I suppose we can reschedule."

"Ah, yes thank you."

"We will pick this up tomorrow?"

"Sure, no problem, thank you again." Michael ran out of the office and called Franklin. No answer. That's weird Michael thought he always picks up his phone. He got in his car and sped off back to his house.

"Storm I have to tell you something." The two were walking the board walk admiring all the stores and ocean. She looked at him to go on "Lightening… didn't try to kill me for some meth." Storm looked worried as she stopped walking. Trevor looked into her eyes upset "She was working for Dave Norton. He is this FIB guy your brother and I were having trouble with."

"Trevor" she hit his arm "we need to tell Michael! Why did you say something sooner?"

He pulled her to him "I had my hands full." He kissed her neck as she giggled.

Storm came back from his touch "Trevor, stop, stop, we have to go tell Michael!" They hurried back to Storms car and back to the house.

Sasha picked up her head as she was laid out in the bathroom. Her face was stained with dry tears. She heard two FIB men talking as her sadness turned to anger. She got up raising her fists. She remembered her training as she tensed up. The door opened as the two FIB men casual laughed and talked about their weekend. When the door opened Sasha drop kicked the first guard, then spun elbowing the second guard in the face. They fell to the ground as she ran to the door. One guard lunged from the door grabbing her ankle. He took out his knife going to stab her. With her ankle still clutched she dodged the knife as she swung her other leg kicking the guard across the face. He was knocked out. She got up shaky ran to the door. Tears were streaming down her face because of the pure shock that she had even escaped. She ran down the road making her way to Franklins.

Michael was cursing as he kept dialing Franklins phone "shit, shit, shit." Trevor and Storm ran in "Where the fuck have you two been? Franklin and Sasha aren't picking up there phones, something isn't right."

"It's not, Michael. Lightening was working for Davey. He was trying to kill me. He must be doing the same with Franklin."

"What the fuck. Why am I just learning this now? He hasn't come after me I wonder why."

"Well you two have a lot of history he figures he can trust you."

Michael slammed his fist on the counter "Fuck we need to move. Who knows what happened to Franklin. Let's move."

The three got in Michaels car and raced to Franklin's house. When they got there the house was empty. The door was unlocked through the back.

Trevor examined the doors "No sign of forced entry, must have got him somewhere else."

"Ah fuck they could be anywhere." Michael cursed. Just then Sasha pushed through the door. Her hair was ragged and she had bruises on her arms and cheek. "Sasha" all three ran to her "Are you okay? Where is Franklin?"

She was out of breath as she tried to answer "I know where they are we have to go, NOW."

"Wait how do you know?" Strom was uneasy.

"Please it's hard to explain-"

"Gives us the short version" they were all in questioning.

Sasha shut her eyes as he head hung "I was working for Dave Norton" They gasped and stepped back. "Please you have to understand. I came from Liberty City with nothing. I was living on the streets for a couple for weeks until I ran into some FIB guys at a bar. I told them my situation and they told me about the job offer. They got me the job." She started to sob "Please you have to understand. Dave promised me everything. The fame, the fortune, the perfect life, what was I supposed to do? Then I got to know Franklin and I fell for him. Then you offered me the job. I don't deserve any of it. Everyone was so nice to me, and now look where franklin is." She cried harder as the three watched in shock.

"Ah Jesus-" Michael turned rubbing his face. "We'll figure this out later we got to get out of here. As they were living the two FIB men came driving towards the four.

"There she is, and Trevor Philips. Let's get them." Gun shots started coming at them in waves.

"Let's get the fuck out of here" Michael said as he revved his engine and skidded out of Franklins Driveway.

Trevor and Storm ducked in the back "Michael you have to lose them!"

"Oh thanks, sis. I was thinking about stopping the car and surrendering to them." A bullet shot out the back window. Sasha and Storm screamed "ah fuck, stop running my car!" Michael screamed. He made a quick left off an embankment. "Hang on!" They went flying down the side of Rockford Hills. The FIB tried to follow but hit a tree on the way down. Michael flew off the dirt and on to the street. The cars around beeped as he gained control and back on the road.

Sasha recovered from the drive as she told Michael where to go "They were planning on taking him to the old shoe factory by the river."

"We need to stock up. I only got a pistol on me" Trevor stuck his head in the front seat from the back. "Let's make a quick pit stop."

"No problem." They made their way to Ammu-Nation.

When they walked in the store clerk looked up grinning ear-to-war he was in awe "Oh you guys are back! I thought you were done forever. This is amazing. Anything you want half off, no trouble."

Michael shrugged his shoulders "Shit always seems to happen in my life. I don't think I will ever have a happy retirement."

"Oh you will Mikey, once we kill Davey and clean out that FIB shit hole for good." Trevor said as he pumped a shotgun with a psychotic smile on.

When the four collected their weapons and strapped on their bullet proof vest they left. They walked out in formation. Michael stopped his shotgun in hand "We're coming for you Davey." He pumped in once as an evil smile spread across his face.