Alright, here's the next chapter.

Hopefully this will be good for you all.

Enjoy

A week has passed by, and by what happened in those mere seven days a lot of emotions had gone by. That is what was expected to be heard now in Liz Torres' apartment.

Now in the kitchen, both Andreas and Fu were seen preparing some snacks and drinks, with the bodyguard seen filling the small pots with chips while Fu was busy pouring the drinks.

"Rum? No, no, no." Andreas disagreed while shaking his hand. "Liz said no hard drinks, not from her personal stash."

"Liz told me herself to get her rum out." Fu replied to her friend, who also was a bit of a colleague for now. "Says for occasions like this, she's willing to share."

Once she filled the last glass, Fu grabbed the tray and lifted it up.

"What is it for exactly? I've only been back since yesterday…" Andreas asked while closing the bags of chips whilst he started to clean the table before speaking further. "I heard that some bad shit happened of course, but that's nothing new in this city…"

Turning around, Andreas found out he was basically talking to himself at this point, with nobody else present in the kitchen anymore.

…

Going through the door, Fu walked right into the living room where Liz was already sitting on her couch as she was seen talking to the first guest to have arrived.

*TCHK!*

The guest who just light up a cigar wore his favorite multicolored sweatshirt with baggy pants and brown boots, an young but ambitious black man who happened to be the most powerful cat of North Holland: his name was Trey Stewart, but he was better known as Playboy X.

Fu places the plate on the small table with a smile. "Here Liz."

Elizabeta laughed as she grabbed a few from her plate. "Thank you, girl."

"Damn, who are you?" Playboy X said noticing Fu and smiling at her. "Never seen you around here, got a name?"

"Name's Fu." She smiled at him with a genuine smile the mint-haired girl introduced herself with her arm extended out. "I am lifelong friend of Elizabeta, nice to meet you-"

"Trey Stewart, but just call me Playboy X." The black man said with manners as he shook her hand with respect. "How long you been in Liberty City? Never seen you around?"

*Click!*

Before Fu could give and answer the sound of the door opening up could be heard, as then the first person to be seen walking in was Jorge, seen escorting the long awaited guest: Clarence Little.

In with his normal attire, he was clearly carrying a piece on his belt, visible on the front. A glock to be exact that was covered by his jacket and the rest of the low-key clothing he usually wore.

"Ah, Clarence, took you a while." Elizabeta said, leaning back against her favorite couch. "We've been waiting for you for an hour now."

Clarence grunted with a remark. "Yeah? Sorry to hear that, maybe next time I won't interrupt your little party."

And that remark alone had turned the mood around with Elizabeta frowning the moment that was said in her own house, and this was enough to cause Playboy to be the peacemaker as he stood up.

"Alright, alright, let's chill. We appreciate you coming, Clarence." Playboy started. "But let's not get in over our heads here."

Clarence scoffed as he sat down on the single chair and then his eyes noticed something in the room, a certain someone with a good-looking figure and a nice hairstyle he could not deny he liked to see.

Fu on the other hand looked a bit worried with the look this new guy was given, but also was not new to what kind of person he was - and it did not impress her one bit.

"Well hello, who are you?" Clarence gave a slick smile at her. "May I know who you are-"

"Clarence." That was the clear voice of a demanding Elizabeta who raised it up to gain the focus. "We came here, for business."

Seeing that, Clarence decided to hold back and turned his gaze towards the two. "Alright then. What did you two wanted to talk about?"

"About your sudden influx of cash, man." Playboy brought it up with his cigar in his hand while having sat down. "You've been making bank is what I heard. Enough to recruit more soldiers on the block, ain't that right?"

Clarence chuckled. "I can't lie, business is good nowadays. With what I got on the market now, everyone in East Holland knows I got it that plug." He pulled out from his jacket something, and threw it then over to Elizabeta's way. "Catch."

Elizabeta caught it with her hands and was frowning on what it was, she didn't recognize it as it was in a small fold of aluminum she opened up and what was inside of it was a small amount of white powder she first thought was just cocaine.

"I wouldn't snort it up if I were you, E. That's some heavy stuff." Clarence warned her as he then also pulled out something from another pocket and threw it at Playboy. "Enough to make this amount of cash this week - catch it."

Playboy caught the folded stack of money and was surprised what he caught as his fingers started to go through the notes.

"Oh, what's this? All of them are fifties and hundreds?"

It was then that Clarence saw Fu refilling the glasses with herself bent slightly over to refill them right in front of him-

*SLAP!*

That sound caught the two occupied hustlers to shot their heads up and saw that in a swift moment, Clarence had somehow managed to get Fu onto his lap and started fondling her, much to her dissatisfaction as she was heard squirming while trying to get off of him.

"L-Let go off me!"

"You got some fight in you, I like that." Clarence said into her ear. "Say, why don't you come with me and I-"

"ENOUGH!" Elizabeta burst out, angered at what she saw. "Clarence, let her go, NOW!"

"Ey Liz, take it easy-"

*SLAP!*

The second slap got everyone caught off guard when Fu had slapped Clarence across the face after she stood up and got away from him.

"Hands off! I'm already seeing someone!" Fu warned him.

"You bitch!" Clarence stood right up and was ready. "I'm about to put you into your place-"

*Click!*

That sound got everyone to turn towards Elizabeta, who stood there with a gun pointed at the East Holland player, with an angry look in her eyes.

"Out."

"Wait, Liz, we haven't even started." Playboy told her. "Wait and-"

"Man fuck you, both of y'all" Clarence said as he walked out towards the door. "I don't need this shit. I'm out."

"Good! Get out!"

*SLAM!*

And just like that the leader of the East Holland gang slammed the door behind him, ending the long planned meeting before it has even started.

"Shit, now what?" Playboy X asked turning his head to his Puerto-Rican business partner. "Liz?"

And there she was seen inspecting then the small amount of narcotics in her hands, inspecting it and smelling it slightly. Causing her to then widen her eyes, even causing Fu to then looked concern.

"That motherfucker….he's selling this?"

Fu then asked. "What is he selling?"

Meanwhile

Francis International Airport

At the busy airport of Liberty City, a whole row of taxi cabs, of both the city's infamous yellow ones and the few private company cabs were seen parked right in a line one after another right in front of the entrances of the airport, waiting for any tourists, home comers or anyone else looking for a fare they could snatch from one another

"No way, you are crazy, kid!"

Laughter was heard as now some of these cab drivers were now having a friendly conversation, that included now also both Naruto and Niko. With the blond on shift and just introducing the fellow veteran to a surprisingly amount of other cab drivers who also were former servicemen.

"So you tell me in retaliation, you planted a paint bomb in the detention hall of your sister's bullies - and they came out pink?" The long bearded guy with the gray hair asked, wearing glasses and was slightly overweight. His name was Wayne Rock, an LC local and Vietnam War veteran who continued to drink his coffee. "You're one devious kid, boy."

Naruto scratches his head while remembering back at his pranks. "Well, that wasn't everything. Of course."

"No shit, Roman told me the rest of the story." The black cab driver of a yellow one snickered. Mickey, another veteran who served in the 90s. "I heard him telling you not only punked your sister's bully, but also that of another girl who actually who had a crush on you."

The third cab driver, a slightly tanned Mediterranean man smiled. "Another one?" He puffed smoke from his cigarette out his nose. "Whose name is it this time?"

"Who is it?" Niko asked, teasing his blond friend. "An old lover of yours by any chance?"

"Shut up, it was nothing serious." Naruto crossed his arms with a chuckle, before he then admitted. "She was someone from the neighborhood I grew up in, who me and my sister got along well when we moved in with our grandmother."

"What was her name?"

"...Ino Yamanaka." Naruto smiled remembering her, a fellow blonde who was a nice girl who he lost contact with after she went to college. "She and my sister got along well, but I always suspected she had a bit of a crush on me…but I felt like she could do better, if I am being honest."

"How so?" Wayne asked. "You can tell us."

"... Well, I got into trouble with the law." Naruto said, reminding them. "Remember when I mentioned that once? How I stayed out of prison in the first place."

"Huh?" Niko looked confused. "Prison?"

"Ah, yes." Wayne remembered before telling. "That attempted murder charge, that it?"

Nodding his head, Naruto reluctantly admitted. "When I got that, I basically got my ass send to that camp, had to finish exams of course, so I did a course and there - I became a merc gunner in Iraq the following year."

"FUCK OFF!"

The sudden shout caught the group of cab drivers off guard as they all turned where it came from.

A scuffle was witnessed at the airport entrance as a dark haired woman in an IDF Formal uniform walked out, while a man dressed in a suit with a hat and a long beard harassed her. With more men dressed like the young man with books and signs they were holding, as it wasn't unusual for religious preachers to be active at the airport.

"You, Zionist whore, have no right calling yourself a Jew!" The bearded man with braids on the sides of his head, an Haredi Jewish man alongside a few others were cussing her out.

The woman shouted back. "Fuck off old man and go back to your Torah humping!"

"Heresy! Don't talk about the Holy Tanakh like that!" One man with glasses shouted, who looked like the youngest and closest to her age, spitting at her direction. "Respect it and dress modestly!"

"Piss off, kid." The lady said to him, annoyed by his continued spitting. "I warn you, get out of here."

"Heretical whore!"

"Alright, alright, easy everybody." One LCPD police officer approached the area with his partner who approached the IDF woman while the black officer approaches the Orthodox.

"Sir, I need you to please leave the area so that we can de-escalate the situation."

"Stay out of this!" The younger Haredi man shouted at the cop. "We've done nothing wrong-"

"Back off." The officer told off the young Haredi man as he pushed him back into the group. "Not again, Yehuda. Not in the mood for your crap again."

The first officer turned to the lady and said. "Ma'am, It's for the best you leave now. We'll have it covered here."

"My pleasure, officer." The woman turned around to the cabs, muttering. "So long I am away from these old-useless-sons-of-"

"Kurotsuchi?"

The woman heard that voice and widened upon seeing who said her name.

"Naruto, is that you?"

The blond chuckled. "Believe it."

"Wait, why are you here in Liberty City? And why are you at the airport?" The IDF girl asked numerous questions before noticing her leaning against a cab and frowning. "And don't tell me you are a taxi driver, are you?"

The other cab drivers couldn't help but laugh at the whole ordeal. With the bearded Wayne saying then to settle things.

"Go and take her fare, kid. You two look like you know each other."

"Will do, thanks." Naruto went on to grab the duffel bag and baggage of his friend. "Let's go, Kuro-chan. I'll help you."

"Idiot!" Kurotsuchi cussed him out, seen with a tint on her cheeks as she followed up. "Don't call me that!" Getting the full load of her barraging as she entered the backseat of the Esperanto while Naruto had finished loading up the trunk full with her bags before he then entered the cab himself.

"Where to?"

"Seneca Avenue up to South Slopes, please."

"On it."

The black Esperanto drove off as it started leaving the parking lot. Leaving as Niko was watching them leave as he turned back to the other cab drivers who were also waiting for the other arrivals-

*Tring!*

His phone went off and Niko pulled it up to see it was Roman who was calling him.

"Your cousin?"

"Yes, it's him." Niko replied, confused as he answered the phone and put it to his ear. "Hello?"

"Niko, Niko, are you there cousin?"

"Roman, I'm here." Niko responded. "What are you doing? Why do you whisper?"

"I am on Tulsa Street, near Perestroika. Come Niko, quick!"

And like that Roman hung up, leaving a even more confused Niko who groaned in a bit of frustration as it now meant he had to leave early without getting the rush hour.

"Argh, guess I need to miss out." Niko went up to his cab and waved off. "Good day, gentlemen."

The other cab drivers waved the Serb man off as he entered his ride and drove off back to Hove Beach and leaving him to wonder then what was going on.

…

After a long drive, Niko stood there on the corner of the Perestroika club, looking around as he was wondering where his cousin is.

"Where are you, Roman?"

"Psst, Niko!"

Turning around, Niko found himself bursting out in laughter when he saw his cousin - hiding in a dumpster can.

"Roman. What are you doing in the dumpster, man?"

"Are they there?"

"What are you talking about…" Niko asked before telling him. "Get out of there, man."

"I'm freaking out, man." Roman freaked out as he popped his head out. "I'm being followed... I saw them."

"Don't be ridiculous. You're being paranoid." Niko responded to his cousin who didn't take that lightly.

"I'm being… Fuck you. Fuck you!" Roman cussed him out while Niko laughed. "Everything was fine, and then you show up... and now we're dead... because Faustin is a psychopath... he's going to kill us... because we killed Vlad. Vlad was his man... that's how it works... you kill their guy, they kill you!"

*CLINK!*

With Roman hiding back into the dumpster, Niko shook his head at his cousin's antics. He always was the more non-confrontational Bellic in the family, let alone of the pair now.

But now with the current situation, this was not helping.

"Roman, get out of there, man." Niko tapped the dumpster before opening it up. Roman stood up from the dumpster and listened to his cousin.

"Listen to me, Vlad was a piece of trash. They don't care about him. All they care about is making money. So, we say we work for them." Niko told him, asking again. "Now get out of there, you smell like cabbage."

"I-I don't know." Roman said as he asked. "Do you know where Naruto is? I am kinda worried."

"He's on Seneca Avenue up to South Slopes." Niko told him, remembering what he heard. "He is bringing a woman from Israel there, IDF I believe."

"Oh, he's going to the Synagogue-OH!"

*SLAM!*

Niko's head got hit by the butt of an Kalashnikov rifle that was being held by a Russian, knocking him out before then focusing on the dumpster.

"Get out of the dumpster, Mr. fat man."

…

*Tap!* *Tap!*

Tapping twice, Roman stood up with the barrel of a rifle pointed at his head.

"Come on, fatty, the boss wants a little chat."

The man then pulled out his cellphone and quick-dialed to someone as he gave information in his native tongue.

.

South Slopes

After arriving, the black cab had parked right in front of its destination. Naruto turned the engine off and turned towards the building.

"Here we are…Even K'dushah Synagogue."

Even K'dushah Synagogue was one of many in Liberty City - one of a thousand to be exact. But this one was different from all the others, as this was started by one man who arrived in this country over a few decades ago, alongside his family.

And today was an special day with the building being filled up with all kinds of different people and the street being nearly filled.

"I can't believe the old man's still alive…" Kurotsuchi said with a smirk that followed. "I bet the old bat is wanting to watch his shows right now."

"Which ones?" Naruto asked smiling. "Serrated Edge? Boner or Drunk Daddy?"

"All of them if he could." Kurotsuchi laughed as she leaned forwards and asked in Naruto's ear. "What do you say, wanna come inside? I know he'd like to see you again-"

"To try and couple us together." Naruto remembered her. "He still wants to see you make him great-grandchildren for him."

*Kiss!*

And there the black haired woman kissed the neck of Naruto with a small smooch as she left a little saliva on it. She then quipped.

"Not now….but who knows." Kurotsuchi said before insisting. "Come on, at least for a few minutes."

Naruto thought about it and nudges. "Alright then. Haven't seen the old man lately anyway."

As they were exiting the cab, the pair did not notice that watchful eyes were staring at the Synagogue, with the bald man in the suit having the phone on his ear.

…

Once inside, the view of the Jewish place of worship being filled was to an extent astonishing. With the room being filled with nearly a thousand people from across Liberty City, but also some guests from other parts of the US and even ones from Israel. As this was indeed not a normal day of Sabbath. It was filled with both Jews and non-Jews, photographers and even some police officers for security.

Naruto and Kurotsuchi were making their way through as they were trying to get to the front, with some even greeting her, with one in particular.

"Kurotsuchi."

"Dad!" Kurotsuchi shouted as she spotted Kitsuchi. A man standing tall and in a suit, the owner of his own construction company, he was also a loving father of the young black-haired woman.

"So glad to see you." Kitsuchi smiled at his daughter's uniform. "I see you've come her in full uniform, Lieutenant no less."

"Explosives expert, right." Kurotsuchi said with a determine smile. "I can make or dismantle anything from grenades to IED's."

"Alright, that is good to hear. So when are you going back?"

"I'm not, I've done my years!" Kurotsuchi smiled with a thumbs up. "I just finished my contract and I know I am looking to see where I go to college!"

Kitsuchi could only feel prouder for her daughter. "That is good to hear."

"Dad, you remember Naruto, right?" Kurotsuchi turned her attention back to friend. "Naruto Uzumaki. He's the guy you met in Tel Aviv."

"Of course I remember him." Kitsuchi smirked as he shook Naruto's hand in exchange. "How are you doing, kid?"

"Doing alright, sir. Thanks for asking." Naruto replied in a friendly manner to the father. "Say, what's the occasion?"

"Oh its the old man's birth-"

"WILL YOU BRATS TURN IT DOWN FOR A MOMENT!"

Everybody turned to the platform, the Bimah, from which the Rabbi, Cantor, or other volunteering readers would give sermons or read that week's Parshah. The center of the whole congregation was a tiny, hundred-year-old man by the name of Onoki, who was currently watching TV from his chair.

"I am watching a new episode of Boner! So shut your mouths!"

For this to be said inside the synagogue would be disrespectful. Yet given the person was a Community Elder with a very fiery personality - he could get away with it.

Meanwhile

With Niko…

With a blurred vision, Niko's eyes started to open up slowly, finding himself tied up against a chair, the bash against his head was still making him groan in pain.

"Ugh…."

His blurry vision however did not see that a man in a suit was in front of him and-

*SLAP!*

A slap across the face is what the Bellic received. A hard one too.

"Wake up."

Niko's eyes focused on the man with the suit, glasses and blond hair as he addressed him, and also pointed to his cousin Roman being also tied to the chair across him, with something in his mouth.

"We had to gag him, to stop the screaming." The man turned around to someone. "You shouldn't have brought them here, Andrei."

"Why not?" The man who kidnapped both Bellics responded, seeing unsatisfied. "The boss wanted them, so here I got two of them."

"And the third one?" The man in the suit asked, irritated at him. "You only got these two, but Uzumaki?"

"He's still in that place of Kikes. Way too many people." Andrei responded to him. "I got someone watching him, don't worry, Dimitri."

Hearing this got Niko to be cautious as he proceeded to listen carefully.

"I'm getting Mikhail." Dimitri replied, walking up the stairs. "Wait here."

As the now identified Dimitri was getting upstairs and the basement door closes, Andrei didn't seem to take that order and was seen confronting the now conscious Niko by himself.

"You've been a bad boy, Mr. Balkan." Andrei began. "And the boss is not happy."

"Oh no. I shit my pants." Niko commented, the sarcasm could be heard clearly.

"Not yet, but you will…."

Having just grabbed a hacksaw, Andrei was seen walking over towards Niko. Continuing his questioning.

"Who are you working for?"

"Uhm, my cousin." Niko responded and mentions. "Roman."

Roman freaked out by hearing that and shook his head.

Niko smiled. "Don't be a idiot."

"That's not good enough. I'm going to saw off your fucking arm." Andrei warned. "Speak!"

"Okay, okay, your dad likes it up the ass…" Niko commented, laughingly. "What do you want me to say, huh?"

*Poke!*

Andrei didn't take that lightly as he poked the hacksaw onto Niko's forehead, only getting more laughter out of the Serb.

*Slap!*

Niko felt then the blade being slapped across his face, with Roman's muffled cries being the only other sound heard in the basement.

"Very funny…" Andrei commented, as he now stood behind his captive with the saw. "Do you think you're so smart?

"No. I'm tied up in a basement a long way from home, while some ape threatens me with a hacksaw," Niko shouted in anger. "so no, I'm not that smart-"

With the blade near the neck, Andrei was about to act-

"Shut the fuck up!"

But he stopped by the voice that was heard.

"My fucking wife is watching television." An middle-aged man with a red shirt was seen coming down with Dimitri following him, this was none other than Mikhail Faustin, and what he saw, was not something he was happy with.

"Good Lord…what are you doing?"

"Nothing... I mean…" Andrei's new change of voice could be heard, sounding hesitant as he gestured to his captive. "I was finding out who he is…"

"And?" Mikhail asked, unconvinced. "Who is he?"

"He is... his cousin." Andrei answered.

However, that answer did not satisfy Mikhail.

"You were about to cut up some guy in my house, making all that noise, to find out he is his cousin?" He berated the guy in anger, before turning to Dimitri. "Where did you find this idiot?"

"He was a friend of your sergeant." Dimitri replied, trying to explain. "When we were in Vladivostok."

"He's an imbecile." Faustin stated his disdain, even adding. "And he only got two of the three?"

"They are tailing him, Mikhail, but he's in that synagogue in South Slopes." Dimitri reminded his boss. "You know that, I just told you that a moment ago."

Mikhail ignored it and walked over to Bellic, turning around with his back facing Andrei as he spoke to the captive.

"So, Niko Bellic. You think it's okay to kill my employees?"

"If he is an asshole, yes."

…

*BANG!*

Mikhail then turned around and shot Andrei right in the face, catching everybody off guard as Roman could be heard screaming into the gag.

"I agree." Mikhail responded.

Dimitri screamed. "Mikhail!"

"Asshole look at me like I am piece of shit." Mikhail simply responded as he walked around the back of Niko, justifying it without a care in the world how he just killed one of his own men.

"Bozhe moy"

"Now listen... Niko Bellic. You are very lucky Vlad was an idiot." Mikhail said as he continued to talk. "The only reason I keep him around is because I fuck his sister." His words slurred as it was pretty clear now this man is under the influence of something. "But after what I found out what he's been up to, I feel kinda cheated now…because I wanted to kill that fuck myself the moment I heard about it."

Niko responded to that. "Sorry to hear that."

"Don't be. You owe me." Mikhail told him. "You and Uzumaki. I got some dickheads in my neighborhood trying to run a shipment, yeah?"

"And we've found a buyer for the TVs." Dimitri stated.

"Yes, a buyer, but you've got to get them for us so we can make the sale." Mikhail added and told Niko. "So we want you and Uzumaki to get that van."

Seeing he was in no position to argue, took a sigh and decided to go along with this, but had to ask then for two things.

"Okay, I will do this, but on two conditions." Niko started. "One, allow me to call Naruto, but on my terms."

"Agreed." Faustin agreed and asked. "And what else?"

"Can you untie Roman?"

Hearing that caused Faustin to nudge towards Dimitri who then began to remove the gag from his mouth-

"Help! Help!" Roman held not back screaming in his state of panic.

"Roman shut up!"

"Shut up!" Faustin turned to Dimitri. "Shut him up!"

"He just keeps screaming!"

Mikhail had enough and walked up towards the screaming Bellic with his gun.

"Help! Help!" Roman continued to shout. "HELP-"

*BANG!*

*CLINK!*

Coming out through the back door, Naruto walked past two men drinking who nodded to him and he nodded to them back while he was seen grabbing for the back of his pants.

*TCHK!*

Lightening up his lighter, Naruto pulled out a self-rolled blunt, it contained just the right amount of marijuana that he could smoke, given now that the local LCPD peace officers have now left at this point.

Puffing the smoke out from his mouth, he felt a little more relaxed now with having just come out of a packed building.

"Hey."

Naruto turned around, and saw it was Kurotsuchi, who saw him smoking now and nudges for it.

"Mind if I hit that?"

Not seeing a problem, Naruto passed the burning blunt to Kurotsuchi as she took herself a big stroke out of and closes her eyes, feeling the effect of it and relaxing.

"And?"

Kurotuschi slowly raised her eyelids lazily and smiled as she blew the smoke up to her blond friend's face, before she went further and-

*Kiss!*

There they kissed, uncaring as Naruto and Kurotsuchi's mouths touched with the fresh scent of Marijuana being shared and mixed with lust behind the Jewish house of worship.

*Moan!*

Naruto overcame and managed to push Kurotsuchi against the wall, making out as they continued to explore each other, with both even speaking through one another's attempt to dominate.

"Remember Jerusalem? Where we went on the leave?" Naruto reminded her. Smirking. "We were almost caught-"

"Oh don't remind me…that makes me wild." Kurotsuchi's blush could be seen brighten. "Nothing gets me more off than pissing off some old geezers…"

*Tring!*

Their little session however ended right before it could even start, with Naruto's phone going off and him answering it.

"Yeah, Niko?... What?... Shit!" Naruto heard and shook his head. "Alright, alright. I'll meet you, go to Masterson Street now."

Kurotsuchi asked. "Something wrong?"

"Yeah, sorry, but I gotta go." Naruto said before pecking her on the cheek. "You know my number, speak to you next time."

"Yeah…next time."

Naruto was seen hurrying up to his cab and driving off quickly, with whatever happened to have cause her short moment with that blond man she wish to have, made her comment.

"My luck, of course." Kurotsuchi could only sigh as she finished the blunt and threw it to the ground before crushing it. Proceeding to then enter back into the synagogue.

Hove Beach

Less than a half hour later, at the garages in Masterson Street, a angered Niko had just explained to what just happened to him a hour ago, what happened to Roman and who they now were taking orders from.

"And that is what happened." Niko said, nearly exhausted at how much into detail he went as he wrapped it up. "Vlad's boss shot Roman in the gut, but even before that he shot the guy who kidnapped us. What the fuck is wrong with that man?"

"That's Mikhail Faustin for you, man." Naruto crossed his arms and could only respond. "Even in Russian standards, he's a loose cannon. The fact he allows us to live means we are useful to him…for now at least."

Niko then asked the question. "What now?"

"Well, we got to get that TV shipment now." Naruto replied, but with caution. "Problem is Kenny Petrovic."

"Kenny Petrovic?" Niko questioned. "Who is that?"

"Another Russian mobster, a rival of Faustin." Naruto shortly stated as he was seen walking up to one of the closed garages. "Either way, we need to take precautions if we don't want to piss off more Russians."

*CREEEEEK!*

The rust on that metal gate could be heard as Naruto raised the gate up until both could see what was kept inside, and it got Niko to even stand in disbelief.

"Just a little paint, and place the right tools, and we can move." Naruto said, walking into the garage. "Let's go."

Niko however could stand there before he muttered.

"You are prepared for anything, aren't you?"

Meanwhile

"SPANK?" Fu asked, sounding confused as she was cleaning the table. "What is that? And who came up with that name?

As the conversation was still continuing, Liz and Playboy were way more serious than before as theu stared for a brief moment at the powder that was left behind by Clarence, leaving an impression even the North Holland Hustler left baffled.

"That girl, is one powerful drug that I thought I'd never see again." X stated as he looked in disgust at the substance. "It's nothing like crack, and it can even put heroin to shame."

"Really?" Fu asked, curious hearing about this drug, taking a closer look at it-

"No way, baby girl, stay away from it." Liz held her hand in front of her friend, signaling to back off from the substance. "This shit is dangerous, even I wouldn't touch it."

"Yeah." Playboy agreed. "Let alone even smell it."

"ANDREAS!" Elizabeta yelled out, calling him out. "Get in here!"

Coming in, Andreas walked out of the kitchen and asked out straight. "Yes?"

"Take this stuff, and dispose of it." Liz said pointing at the powder. "I don't want it in my apartment for one more minute."

"What do you want me to do with it?"

"I don't fucking care!" Liz shouted at him. "Throw it away! Burn it! Bury it! Whatever, just get it out of here!"

Andreas took no chance and just grabbed the aluminum and folded it into closing it, right before he then threw it into the trashcan.

"Good." Liz ordered. "Now throw it outside."

"But It's not even full-"

"DO IT!"

"Okay, okay!" Andreas panicked as he grabbed the trash bag and knotted it before going through the front door.

Playboy whistled watching that. "You sure don't waste any time on that, do you Liz?"

"No I don't, with stuff like that I am dead serious." Liz stated as she then brought up. "Like the fact that stupid fucker Clarence is actually selling it. This can pose a problem for the both of us, Playboy."

"Oh no doubt, this makes sense why the Dominicans popped two of his soldiers down in Steinway." The Hustler replied, standing up as he finished his cigar. "Matter of fact, I'm going back to my place, checking my own backyard."

"Yeah, I might do that too. Speak to you later."

"Yeah, good luck, Liz." Playboy X dabbed hands with her as he nodded to the mint-green girl. "Nice meeting you, Fu. till next time."

Fu waved him off. "Bye…"

As Playboy walked out through the front door, Fu turned her focus towards her friend. Seeing she was thinking, before then turning to her.

"I got to make a call - what was Naruto's phone number again?"

East Hook/BOABO

In the docks of Liberty City, at a rundown RON gas station, a van was seen trying to fill its tank with gas with one of the pair of men seen filling the tank while the other is seen sitting in the passenger seat, waiting for the driver to finish filling it.

"Come on, why did we have to make a detour for this?" The passenger man asked, irritated as he proceeded. "We could've gone and tanked in Cerveza Heights."

"Because moron, this station is owned by a friend of mine, and he owes me." The driver argued as he was nearly finished. "Now shut up and keep watch, we just bring this shipment to the garage and we're finished."

The passenger just flipped him off and leaned back in his seat, releasing a frustrating sigh as he was about to close his eyes for a moment until-

*Sirens!*

Police lights were seen flashing with one cruiser seen parking up right behind them, with two police officers in uniform seen wearing balaclava masks as they came out of the car - the police cruiser had the emblem of the LCPA on it.

"Liberty City Port Authority." The driver officer pulled up his badge and approached the driver as he went straight forward. "License and registration, please."

"Uhm, officer, what's wrong?" The driver finishing up the gas tank asked. "Are we in trouble?"

The second masked officer walked past the other two and stood by the passenger seat and tapped on the window.

"Just a quick few questions, my partner will talk to your passenger." The first officer said, adding to him. "Can I have your papers?"

"Uhm, sure." The driver slowly began reaching for his jacket, and pulled out his papers and gave them to the officer. "They're all legit, if you are wondering."

This random police stop was luckily not seen now with the fact that this part of the East Hook waterfront was largely filled with only a few apartments that mostly were either vacated or empty, with mostly rundown factory buildings still present here.

With whatever could be happening here, it could give anybody a small opportunity to do something really illegal.

"Hey, mister." The second officer, with an obvious thick accent, asked the passenger. "Can you come out, please?"

"I don't need to talk to you."

The refusal of the passenger only seemed to build up unnecessary tension, given what was in the back of the Speedo van.

The second officer decided to take a look at the back of the van, and saw through the back mirror some crates.

"What's in those crates?"

"I don't need to tell you." The passenger responded harshly. "Fuck off."

"Alexei, relax!" The driver turned around and scolded his friend. "It's just a routine check!-"

*SLAM!*

"Ugh!"

The driver got knocked out by the first officer, right in the sight of the rear mirror of the passenger.

"Shit!"

The second officer had already pulled his gun out at the passenger and aimed it at him.

"Get out of the car, now!"

The passenger reached for something-

*BANG!*

The passenger was shot, unmoving as his door got opened and he got violently pulled out off the van, throwing him to the side.

"Shit!"

"Get the van, I'll take care of them, meet me at the garage."

The second officer nodded and got into the van and quickly drove off while the first officer checked on the passenger and noticed the gun he was holding onto.

He presumed to check his pulse and his fear came true, shaking his head.

"Teme!" The first officer ran for the squad car and quickly took off away too. Leaving then the two men.

This would make headlines tonight.

SURNAME: Gorbaty

FIRST NAME: Kurotsuchi

AGE: 21

PLACE OF BIRTH: Meadows Park, Dukes

AFFILIATIONS: Granddaughter of Onoki Gorbaty

CRIMINAL RECORD:

2003- Underage Drinking

2004- Assault

2004- Resist Arrest

NOTES:

-Dual US-Israeli Citizen.

-Assaulted teacher because of alleged mocking. Subsequently resisted arrest.

-Recently returned from Military Service in Israel.

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