Grand Theft Auto: Cost of Revenge

Chapter 21 of my Grand Theft Auto story, enjoy.

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Disclaimer: I don't own Grand Theft Auto or its characters.

The Truth

Arriving back at the hideout Lester had set up for them, Michael and Trevor quickly got out the car. Franklin was a little slower, but not by much. Soon they were at the door and getting inside after Lester clarified their identities and let them in. Amanda and Jimmy were immediately on their feet when they returned.

"Franklin, you..." Jimmy began.

Franklin just shook his head. "It's cool man, I'm here, I'm here to help."

Amanda bit her lip, taking note of their expressions. "But something happened, didn't it?"

"Merryweather attacked the hospital, trying to kill Franklin." Michael explained.

Trevor nodded. "They're really turning up the pressure, I have a nasty feeling this is just gonna get worse. We've gotta move fast."

"Sadly that won't be possible." Lester cut in. "We can only move as fast as the information we uncover will allow. Now we have to see if we can find out exactly who is behind this and where they are hiding."

Franklin then added. "And find out where they are keeping Tracey."

The others nodded and Lester sat down, beginning to work on his computer. "I have a feeling that both locations will be one and the same, so..."

It was soon clear, right now, there was nothing they could do until Lester found what he was looking for. So they were all forced to sit down and wait while Lester worked.

It was at that moment it happened; as they began to wonder what their next move should be, suddenly, Michael's phone rang. He started but quickly recovered and pulled it out.

He glared. "Oh I know that number alright."

That immediately caught Lester's attention. "Your 3:33 Caller; just a second..."

He quickly worked a few things on his computer then turned to Michael.

"Okay, answer it." He said.

A little startled Michael did so." Michael?"

"You are making mistake, after mistake, Michael De Santa." The cold voice on the other end said.

Michael glared. "The only person who has made a mistake around here is you. You don't belong here anymore, you should..."

The man cut him off. "You ruined me and my friend, now I am simply claiming long overdue vengeance. You forget I still have the advantage, your errors were to try and ruin my plans...Don't know if you noticed, but one of my men slipped something into your pocket as you left the hospital."

Startled Michael checked his pocket and sure enough there was a box there. He knew the others could hear everything being said and they all looked at it curiously too. At least until he opened it, shocking and horrifying them all, with various shouts of consternation as they beheld the severed ear.

Laughing darkly the man on the other end then spoke.

"I hope Franklin, should they both live through this, finds Tracey just as attractive when she's missing something like...an ear."

"YOU SICK FUCK!" Michael yelled.

The man laughed again. "Ah no, this is just business, not pleasure. Now, you've ruined my plans yet again, getting Franklin Clinton away from the hospital, so, just as I did when you stopped my men taking your son...I now have to make your daughter...suffer."

It was then they heard a scream, unmistakably Tracey's.

"Well, more than she is already." He added. "You have until midnight tomorrow, Mr. De Santa, you will be given a location then and you will come...and this will be settled."

With that the man hung up; Michael looked around at the others, afraid and worried, all of them knew now, they had to pray Lester had been able to track the location from the phone. But even as he worked, they knew that Tracey was about to be hurt again and they were powerless to prevent it.

End of chapter, things are picking up now, nearing the big finale, read and review please.