Grand Theft Auto: Cost of Revenge

Chapter 23 of my Grand Theft Auto story, enjoy.

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Now onto the story.

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

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With everyone else currently talking, trying to figure out their next move, Lester worked on his computer, trying to track down where the Merryweather forces were hiding.

"I don't...Michael this..." Amanda stammered. "Tracey is..."

Michael nodded. "I know Amanda, I know. It's horrible; I can't, they..."

Franklin shuddered. "Yeah there isn't much we can do until Lester is able to track down where they are hiding."

It was clear, none of them liked the thought of waiting while they knew Tracey was tortured and being tormented, simply to get to them. But they knew they had no other choice; the way things were going it was just a question of praying Tracey could hold out long enough for them to find where she was being kept, likely the same place Merryweather were hiding out.

Right now all Franklin, Trevor, Michael, Amanda and Jimmy could do was talk and try to keep their spirits up. But it wasn't an easy task as they had all heard the phone call and Tracey's screams still echoed in their ears. That wasn't their only concern.

"Franklin, you sure you want to come with us?" Trevor asked. "I mean, you've not fully recovered, you..."

Franklin glared. "I'm going, I have to do this. I have to!"

There was a momentary silence after this. Suddenly there was a noise from Lester's computer and the man himself exclaimed.

They turned at that and Lester turned to them.

"I've found them; I know where they are, not only that. I think I've found their leader too, it's finally all making sense." He told them.

He directed their attention to the screen. On the screen was an image of a man, tall and muscular with black hair in a crew-cut, a grey eye, his right eye missing and covered by an eyepatch. He had fair skin and a scar down the right side of his face.

"This is him." Lester explained. "Gary Daniels, thirty-nine. He was the head of the Merryweather battalion loyal to Devin Weston. Seems he rounded up a number of survivors and has gathered them in an attempt for revenge against us...you specifically Michael."

Michael growled. "Well that's just perfect."

Franklin spoke quickly. "Where are they hiding out, well?"

They were shown map images and close ups the arena.

"They've somehow built up and secured a large abandoned hotel up in Paleto Bay." Lester explained. "They should be there now."

Trevor shook his head. "We gotta get there and teach them a lesson, but how...we don't have any..."

Lester smirked. "Funny you should say that."

With that he led them to another, closed off room in the building, seeing it made them all stop dead, before grinning, impressed.

End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.