Grand Theft Auto: Cost of Revenge
Chapter 17 of my Grand Theft Auto story, the action continues.
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Fear
Arriving home from their night out, Michael and Amanda were not expecting what awaited them. Instead of finding Franklin and Tracey, they found the house empty, except for corpses clad in military gear. The house had been shot up badly, bullet holes everywhere and, perhaps the most terrifying part of it all, no sign of Tracey or Franklin at all.
"What the fuck!?" Michael cried looking around. "What the fuck is goin' on here, how...when…?"
Amanda was panicked; especially after rushing upstairs. "Oh my God, Tracey, she...she and Franklin are gone, they're not even in her room, or any of the rooms upstairs."
Michael then realized. "Oh, shit, shit...it has to be that guy, the one who was calling; urgh, I knew we shouldn't have gone out. He had to choose tonight of all nights to attack."
Amanda was trembling. "Michael, what are we..."
Before she could say anything else, Michael's phone went off; he quickly answered it.
"Hello?"
"Mr. De Santa." An official sounding voice spoke from the other side. "Are you familiar with a Franklin Clinton?"
Michael froze. "Y-yeah, I am, who is this, what's going on?"
The man replied. "Ah, yes, forgive me. I'm calling from the hospital, Mr. Clinton was involved in a traffic accident and was transported to the hospital; we're getting ready to treat his injuries but he's insistent on talking to you first."
"R-right, we'll be right down." Michael replied at once.
Hanging up he shook his head at Amanda's questioning look and led the way back out to the car.
He used the drive to the hospital to explain the situation to Amanda and she was even more horrified than before. Especially when she pointed out one very worrying factor; the doctor who called had said nothing about Tracey. They finally arrived and rushed inside, after revealing who they were they were directed to Franklin. They found him, doctors around him, in an agitated state.
"Please, Mr. Franklin, you need to let us treat your injuries." One doctor was saying.
Franklin shook his head. "I don't have time, I need to...Michael!"
Rushing forward Michael spoke. "Frank, what's going on, what happened?"
Amanda had taken the doctors aside, trying to get answers about Tracey; but their words only made things worse as they said Franklin was alone when they found him.
Shaking his head Franklin spoke. "Some crazy military guys showed up...it was them, Michael."
"Merryweather..." Michael knew he had seen those uniforms before.
"Yeah, they tried to attack us, we, we tried to escape but they were ready for us." Franklin continued. "They, I'm so sorry man, they took Tracey..."
Michael just nodded. "I think I know why. Just...let them do what they have to do, leave this to me."
As such, with Franklin now no longer fighting treatment, Michael led Amanda back to the car, things had just got even more dangerous.
Driving as fast as he could, while not drawing attention to himself; Michael knew he had to act quickly.
"God, Michael, this is..." Amanda burst out. "Those goons are attacking us again and, and they took our daughter and..."
Michael nodded. "I know Amanda, I know; just...keep an eye out, make sure we're not being followed. I have to make some calls; it's time to deal with this once and for all."
Amanda hesitated only briefly before doing just that. Meanwhile Michael quickly made a phone call.
"Michael, what are you doing calling me, I said..."
Michael quickly cut him off. "Lester, it's urgent. I need help, Merryweather is back and on my tail; they've already shot up my home, nearly killed Franklin and kidnapped Tracey. I'm willing to bet they're going to go after Jimmy and Trevor too."
There was a momentary silence and then Lester spoke.
"Alright, alright, I just so happen to have a safe house where you can take cover, get Trevor, Jimmy and Amanda and get here at once." He said. "I'll be waiting; we can figure out our next move there."
Michael agreed and once Lester gave him the address he hung up.
"So?" Amanda asked worriedly.
Michael nodded. "Lester's got somewhere for us to take cover while we try and sort this out. Gotta make another call; then we head straight there."
Amanda nodded and Michael made the second call.
"Mikey, what's up?"
"No time Trevor; this is urgent...Tracey's been kidnapped by Merryweather, they're after us again." Michael explained. "We need to meet up at a location Lester set up for us to figure out our next move."
Trevor was immediately furious. "What, this is...Franklin was supposed to-!"
"He got himself stuck in hospital trying to protect her." Michael explained. "Just; listen, go get Jimmy and take him to the following location; we'll figure out our next move there."
With that he told Trevor where Jimmy was and the location Lester had given and hung up before driving, desperate to reach the safe house so they could figure out how to save Tracey, before it was too late.
End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.