Chapter Two
"This. Is. Weazel News."
"Businessman and apparent mobster Jeremy Thompson's daughter is still missing. It's been three weeks now, and Thompson is still appealing to the public of Liberty City to call LIV-555-0300 if they know anything about her whereabouts. 'I just want my daughter home, and if anyone knows where she is please call'. He has already offered a reward of $15,000 to anyone who can bring her back home. Police are investigating the mysterious circumstances surrounding the death of Thompson's wife that occurred only two days before his daughter's disappearance. In other news-"
Niko turned radio off as he sped through Hove Beach in his stolen car. As he headed to Bohan, his phone started ringing.
"Niko! How are you doing, my cousin?" Roman asked, his accent much like Niko's, though it wasn't as heavy.
"I'm doing okay, Roman, and you?"
"Great! Just great! I think Mallorie's starting to fall for me!"
"Good for you cousin."
"Want to go for a drink?"
"Sorry, Roman, I can't, I must find someone."
"I've told you cousin, a thousand times, getting revenge on Florian will not help anyone-"
"Not him, someone else. I will see you soon cousin."
"See you soon, Niko."
Twenty seconds later, Niko got another call. It was Thompson.
"Mr. Thompson?"
"Hello Niko, I've got some information that might help you. Where are you?"
"Near East Hook."
"A contact will meet you in Schottler in fifteen minutes, at the Homebrew Cafe." Thompson hung up on Niko before he could reply.
"You must be Niko," Thompson's contact said, he was probably the same age as Niko.
Niko nodded as he took a seat in one of the cafe booths. The contact placed various sheets of table before he started to talk.
"Olivia Fielding, twenty-five years old, last seen in South Bohan with blonde hair and green eyes, real hair colour is brown, eyes light blue-"
"So, she's wearing wigs and coloured eyes?"
"Eye contacts yeah, we don't know where she's getting them from, but every time she is recognised, her cover gets more extreme and it becomes harder to find her."
"Great," Niko said sarcastically.
"She can't leave Liberty City and there's only so many places she can go. Her bank account activity is being recorded by the police, so we'll be informed if she withdraws anything, her apartment is obviously being watched, though I doubt she'll be stupid enough to go back there."
"We all make mistakes."
"Yeah, guess we do. She did made a mistake with her accent, about a week ago, she started shouting at one of Thompson's boys who was feeling her up in a club, he didn't know who she was but she accidentally slipped back to her normal voice. Thompson told you she's English, right?" Niko nodded in reply. "Better watch out for that then."
"Didn't she stab him in the balls?" Niko asked curiously.
"Oh yeah, poor fuck's been in hospital ever since." They both laughed at the guy's misfortune.
"She likes loud, busy places, where it's difficult to see who is who. Perfect for hiding. Other random information erm, she loves heavy metal, motorcycles, dogs,. .she'll be armed whether with knives or guns we don't know. Everything else you need's right here," the contact said, gesturing to all the paperwork.
Niko quickly shuffled them all together and stood up to leave.
"Thanks."
"No problem. Good luck finding her. You're gona need it."