Next Chapter is up! It has a few references to the GTA universe such as Wu Zi Mu, the Leones and Dwayne Forge. Enjoy and please review.

Brad got a call from TK that he had found another buyer, some out of towner who wanted to branch out into meth but this time they weren't going to take any risks. TK had talked to one of his friends in the Mascolo Family who said that he could provide a few extra guys for protection providing that TK would cut them in. TK agreed so Brad was on his way to go pick up these dudes from Washington Avenue in the Financial District in Downtown. Brad drove carefully, knowing that there was high police presence in this part of town, nobody wanted any bank robberies so the police openly displayed their M9 handguns. He could see the sun glinting off vast structures of metal and glass as he reached his destination. Apparently they were waiting inside the KCN building which TK had told him was owned by the Mascolos. Brad parked outside before walking inside.

He sat in reception before a youthful looking receptionist led him up a few flights of stairs to an anonymous conference room, inside were three guys, all of Italian descent and of a similar build. The first guy looked like a wiseguy, with cold blue eyes that marked him out to be North Italian perhaps a Tuscan. The other two guys looked like Sicilians but the middle guy exuded an air of power. He was wearing a grey Didier Sachs suit that was complemented with some black oxfords, he was clearly the leader of this crew.

They exchanged pleasantries before getting down to business.

"Right the meet is going down at the Brownstone, you know that Art-Deco place in the cultural quarter" He stopped and Brad nodded his response. Joe continued "Penthouse suite 163, I will be in the meet with you to make sure our cut is safe. My two guys, Frankie and Carlo will be outside of the door. That good with you"

"Sure but have your guys hidden away, we don't want to spook the buyer into thinking we are cops" Brad replied

"That's some good thinking, the meet is at 14:00 so we will meet you there, come armed with guns, they won't pat you down in your own backyard" Joe said

"See you there" Brad responded before leaving. He walked downstairs before heading outside into the hot Texas sun, he contemplated who the out of towners may be. He thought that it would be some Vice City or Las Venturas dudes who wanted to try and take control of the city that they resided in causing their mobs to be on top, there were only a few guys who could be in that pool. First up you had Tu Ki Mu who was the nephew of Wu Zi Mu, the old triad boss from 1990s Las Venturas, from what he had heard Tu had been trying to make some moves and stamp his legacy onto the family but he didn't know whether he would branch out into meth. The Chinese were notoriously cautious with things like drugs, Brad decided to discount him for now. Then you had two old-timers in the form of Joey Leone and Tony Cipriani who had moved their family to Vice City in order to get away from their past in Liberty City and to Brad it seemed like they moved as they couldn't deal with the growing influence of families like the Gambettis or Ancelottis. Regardless, the Leone clan was very weak and could possibly be trying to make some moves in order to fly back up the pecking order and regain some honour amongst the Commission families again. He knew that Joey was a loose cannon and could possibly make some bad decisions therefore Brad felt it possible that they would try moving into meth. Finally you had a relatively newcomer, Dwayne Forge from out of Liberty City. Forge ran the Hustlers factions that existed throughout of Liberty City, all the way from Northwood to Firefly Island. He had recently served a five-year stint in Alderney Correctional Facility for being a drug kingpin, now he was out on the streets he was looking to rebuild his fortune and meth was a possible way of doing so.

Brad drove from the Financial District up to the Cultural Quarter before parking outside of the Brownstone before heading in. This hotel was typical of places like this in the area all reclaimed wood and re-used metal but cost twice as more as just a normal hotel room. Brad noticed a black Sentinel outside, the mobsters had got there before him and were probably waiting.

Brad walked up to the room and knocked on the door. He waited for a few seconds before the door opened ajar and a gun poked out of it, behind the gun was Joe. He let him in and Brad saw that TK was waiting in the lounge with around 50 pounds of meth in a black duffel bag sitting on a glass coffee table. Brad checked his P99, loading a clip into it before flicking the safety on and tucking it into his jeans. Now they had to wait.

Around 30 minute later, they heard a knock on the door and Joe went to open it. Brad sat there next to the meth as calm as he could possibly be, he could hear greetings being exchanged in what seemed to be murmurs between both parties. He soon found out who was buying the drugs. A black guy in his 20s walked in, he walked with a swagger and confidence that showed that he thought he was important. The black guy had close-cropped hair and wore a Crevis jacket with Ira jeans and Hinterland boots. Instantly he recognised the guy as Dwayne Forge. Dwayne also carried an entourage of about five guys, all with a similar dress style.

"Yo, let me see the product" Dwayne said

TK opened the bag and revealed the ruby-like meth, it glistened like the jewel and has the same deepness of colour.

"Yo, Grumps check that shit out" Dwayne motioned to one of his guys.

This guy, Grumps cracked some with the handle of a flick knife before snorting it down quickly. Instantly he was in heaven feeling the rush of the drugs all over his body.

"Dwayne, that is the shit man" Grumps said the drugs affecting the sound of his voice.

"How much is it for the whole bag?" Dwayne asked

"It is about 2K for a pound and there are 50 pounds so we'll call the price $100,000" TK replied

"How does 70Gs sound" Dwayne shot back

"Look, I will come down to $85,000 but that is my lowest price. I won't go any lower" TK said with an air of finality

Dwayne seemed to consider the wholesale value and then the streetvalue for a few moments before speaking. "Alright man, you got a deal"

Dwayne pulled out a suitcase full of cash and set it down on the table before grabbing the duffel bag. He then left quickly with a sense of calm, walking out of the building and heading back to LC. The three men quickly examined the money seeing that there was $85,000 exactly in brand new sequential bills. Joe took his 10% and gave Brad his phone number. Joe had some family stuff that was going on that may need an outsider to sort out. That left around $75,000 to split between three people, TK took his and Alex's share and left Brad to the final 5 stacks of $5000. Brad now had some cash in his pocket and the world of Ludendorff now seemed very distant. He walked outside and got in his car and drove off. Bryan Adams 'Paradise City' was playing on the radio and Brad smiled realising that it had been 3 months since the failed heist.