GM: Sorina
Players: Baron, Haley and Vader.
Synopsis: The players are hired to assassinate three targets. Will they be able to pull off their three way simultaneous assassination attempt?
Date:Feb 18, 2070
Word around the street is there a job that needs to be done, and needs to be done well. The meeting is to take place at a small cafe down in the slums, called the Rusty Burger. Some reason all the hamburgers meat is always red, even when cooked well done. Sitting in a both in the corner is a well dressed woman, in front of her is three sheets of paper, laying face down on the table.
Well. That can't be more obvious if she tried. Calavera sits at a table not far away, eating a Rusty Railspike, a triple pattied rustyburger. She's not in her face make up, but she is rather armed. It being the slums, one presumes the Warrens, one doens't take this to be terribly out of line.
Getting the message, Haley heads to the meeting location. She stuffs her machine pistol into her purse and she slings that over her shoulder. Adjusting her jacket she makes a path through the streets. Once she gets t a semi respectable area she hails an auto cab and climbs into it. Giving the address she settles in and allows the plastic 'cabby' to go on rattling with his conversation. She's lost in her own world, listening to music on her mPod.
Baron heads out to the meet in his RV, finding a parking spot, and releasing his MiniBlimp into the air. The blimp displays an advertisement for Fizzy Coke, that changes every few minutes. He slings his RC deck in a backpack, and jacks in with a datacable. The Blimp rises to a height of 900 meters and hovers over the top of wherever Baron is. His RV starts a preprogrammed route of circling the block, harder to steal a moving vehicle. He waddles his way into the resteruant, orders up a super deluxe burger and fries and a large Fizzy Coke, and heads over to the table he believes the Johnson to be is at. "Excuse me." he says as he sits down with his food and begins to eat.
Vader receiver the Word! Not about our savior Jesus Christ, but about a job. Within an acceptable time, she goes to the Rusty Burger joint and searches for the Jay. As the cutest sith lord ever, she breathes through her mask twice before joining the table. "Good Evening." Polite.
Sorina looks around the room, at each of the people walking in. The place had some other customers but it wasn't overly crowded at this time of day either. She offers a polite nod to the people sitting down at her table and she waits for everyone gather before she begins. "Hello."
"Oh hi," says Haley, her high pitched Brooklyn accent cutting through the air. She gives a wide smile as she takes a seat on one of the chairs. Drawing her knees up to her chest she wraps her arms around them saying, "Good ta see ya again."
Baron grunts his acknowledgement of the hello, but continues to eat his burger, fries, and guzzel his fizzycoke. He works like a man on a mission, and that mission is to destroy this meal as quickly as possible. Strangely, he is somewhat careful about making a mess, sure, he eats alot, but he isnt a slob.
Calavera finishes her Railspike, carefully wiping her mouth. That done, she puts the trash in (on) the overflowing bin and makes her way with clear, unequivicable steps, to where Sorina and the others are gathering. Without pomp or circumstance, she settles in to a chair, watching.
Sorina looks around before sitting back slightly, "The job is straight forward enough, there are a few people that need to be taken care of. However, it needs to be done quickly and efficently. There are three people, likely to be at three different locations. They all need to be taken care of within within 48 hours of each other, or there may be complications."
"I have no problem with that work," says Haley with a little laugh. She rocks in her seat, gripping the edges and rolling back on two legs before leaning forward to lean on the fronts. Eventually she settles down into the proper position as she says, "All I need is a picture of the target, his preferred hangouts and any sort of interests he has. If I can have some people help me with my exit, we're good to go."
Calavera sips her Fizzyglug. She does not comment yet, simply observing the Johnson and the other people. The fat man. The gimp. The fashionista.
Baron eats his burger, his fries with ketchup, and drinks his fizzy coke, other than that, he is fairly silent.
Sorina lifts the first picture that was laying infront of her. It's a picture of a huge ugly troll. He has two large horns that seem to curl around his head, his face is extremely furry and he has a big pig like snout. "Smash Two Fist. Enforcer for the Hakmall gang. Their territory covers five squares miles around their main hangout which is an old junkyard." She lifts the second picture. It's a picture of a handsome man in a nice suit, looking to of asian decent. He has short black hair. "Johnny Wu, he runs a small crew called the Seven Dragons. I don't know much about his crew, though he is known to hang out at the Geisha Sakura, a bathhouse and spa in an old asian neighborhood." She lifts the last picture. It's a picture of a well dressed french man in a suit, he has blond hair which he has a little ponytail. "Ace De'Florinace, CEO of the small medical corporation A.A.G.. It is based right here in the city."
Vader ponders. "Depends on who. Mr Ganger is easy and fast, Mr CEO is a harder hit. A good idea of threat level and the pay range can help us on deliberations."
Calavera nods slowly. "The troll… no complications. The corp… tactically problematic but politically expedient. The Triad member…" A pause. "Tactically middle ground, but political ramifications are… less than advantagious."
Looking over the options, Haley says, "Dibs on ace," with a grin. She leans forward looking over the photograph and she says, "He seems right up my alley." Her rapid fire ha ha ha laugh fires off as she says, "I'll go meet up with him and arrange to get him off private. Just need someone quiet to take care of his guards while I take care of him."
Baron grunts as he listens to the others go over the information "Still haven't heard about pay yet."
Sorina nods her head slightly as she looks to vader, then back over towards Baaron "The offer is 60,000 =Y= per target you sucessfully take out. However, I suggest not leaving the job half done, or there may be future complication."
Vader raises both eyebrows. "You taking part of the team or just hiring?"
"So twenty thousand per person per head," says Haley thoughtfully. She rocks in her chair again and she says, "Well that's not a bad fee for it I guess." She thinks it over a bit more as she says, "Twenty five per would be -better- though, one is a troll and they're pretty fraggin hard to take out."
Baron grunts "I think I can manage some of them fairly easily, I've got a few toys that will be useful in the right situations, the corper is my only fear, cant take him in a secure area easily, and likely he never leaves a secure area." He then guzzels some more of his fizzy coke.
Vader shrugs. "Three targets, three runners. Miss Elf claimed the corp, I will not discuss the operation further in front of Mrs. Contractor. It isn't polite. i agree with Miss Elf, twenty five thousand is my shoe size."
Sorina looks over towards Vader, as she slides the pictures over for them to keep. They also have the address to the places she had mentioned, "Just consider me the middle man in this deal." She looks to Haley, as she considers that for a moment. "I could go up to twenty two per person, per head. That is a pretty big increase when you add it all up."
Baron finishes his food, still listening to the others haggle over the price, he remains quiet, simply eats his meal.
Holding up her hands, Haley says, "Well it sounds like a gas, 22K sounds good enough I guess. I don't want to get -too- greedy." She scratches her shoulder under her armored jacket and she says, "So we going to team up on these guys are you two wanting to split up and handle them on our own? Personally I'd feel better if I had someone watching my back from a discreet distance. Once I start working he might start doing a lot of screaming. It all depends though I might be able to take him out and not let him scream. I'm sure his security is going to want to make sure I have no guns or knives."
Sorina smiles as she slowly stands up, "Sounds like we got a deal. I will meet you back here, when the job is done." She turns and heads out of the cafe and out into the streets.
Baron grunts "Lets talk in my vehicle, we can plan this out in there, without people listening in on us."
Vader nods in agrement to Baron. "Lead the way, please."
Baron squeezes his way out of the booth, putting on his backpack. As he heads to the front door he drops off his trash, then makes his way outside. He stands outside for about thirty seconds, and a large Black Bison RV pulls up, the side door opening. "Everyone in." he says as he climbs inside the vehicle and heads for the bed to sit down.
Standing from the table, Haley says, "I'm Haley, nice to meet you." She figured its time for introductions so she's not stuck with Miss Elf for the rest of the night. She slides her hands into her jacket pockets as she moves to follow the rotund Baron.
Vader climbs into the Bizon. "I'm Yoko, callsign is Vader. Nice to meet you too."
Baron grunts and lays down, the RV starting off down the road as soon as everyone is on board. The Blimp follows along 900 meters up in the air. "I'm Baron." he says. In the back of the RV, you see a Steel Lynx Combat Drone with a Light Machine Gun. "Ohh, I've got this thing int he back, and a sniper blimp in the air. I've also got four small recon drones."
Flopping into one of the seats Haley says, "I'm not all that heavily armed. I usually just carry a machine pistol. That's not the problem though, I'm mostly close combat. If I can get in close, get the guy alone he's good as dead." She laughs a little at that saying, "Its just getting him alone that'll be a problem. If he never leaves the corporate compound I am going to need to get my hands on a fake SIN to get me inside."
Vader shrugs. "I can deal with the tong or the ganger. Getting identified isn't a problem for me. We can split and do it all in a surprise attack." she eyes the others. "If they are connected, and I believe they are, as son as we hit one the others will hide."
Baron grunts and nods "The ganger I can use my sniper blimp on and kill him, maybe the tong as well. Its getting my blimp into a high security area that worries me."
Pulling out her poc-sec, Haley dials a number and she talks into the phone, "Hi, Papers, I need some work." She laughs at something said and she says, "You sly little halfer, yes I'll pay. Don't worry its not like last time." She leans back into the seat and she gives out the details of the company, "I need an ID that can get me inside there. Something nice and official."
Baron reaches into a pocket and pulls out a snickers bar, unwrapping it and taking a bite as he drives the RV remotely down the streets. "Ok, so, I say we take the corper first, he is the hard one, then we hit the tongs, and wrap up with the ganger. Sound good?"
Hanging up her phone, Haley says, "That sounds great." She looks at her watch and she says, "We need to roll over to pick up my ID, I need to get my photo taken for it. After that, I go in, I win his heart then I rip it out of his throat. Nice, quiet, not so clean."
Vader looks the Rigger. "Can you patch our commnications together? I can go and take care of one of the targets without much trouble." She deals a number on her phone. "Lu, Shiromi here. I need a new face, random chinese woman." Pause. "Five thousand it is." Longer pause. "I will get it in the usual dropoff. Thanks."
Baron grunts "I got a taccom, but its not going to reach across town. We can talk via cellphones, but thats tracable too, so we need to keep communications discreet. I can hook up a cell to my taccom, that way you can talk to the rest of us through it."
The equipment isn't to hard to get, and with a little money to help things along everyone gets their needed supplies.
"Sure I have a tac-com too, its encrypted pretty good," says Haley with a smile. She looks down at her clothes and she says, "I'm dressed well enough to pass as a new employee. Just need to fix my hair into a nice little pony tail. Maybe some bookish glasses and that'll help with the look."
Vader opens her backpack and takes a Roadrasher jumpsuit. "Anyone here has any biotech skill? It would be easy to do the job here than bothering my surgeon just to change for a job." She starts to don it over the synth mesh that is her clothing.
Baron grunts "I know a little about medical stuff. And I can be backup for the girl going to the corper."
A wide smile shows on Haley's lips, she says, "I'm a trained medical professional actually." She wiggles her fingers and she says, "So what sort of thing do you need done? Just peel off the old head and put on a new one?"
Vader shrugs. "Peeling is easy, attaching the new one is the tricky part. I may end stretched and unnatural. I can walk freely in chinatown and gank the Tong before he realizes the danger." She pauses a bit, breathes. "If we all link our commsystems into a small relay trix adddress, we all can send a bit informing that we hae locked our target. As soon as the last one sends the bit, the relay sends to the network the kill order. Synch death for a shared contract. What you all feel about it?"
Moving over behind Vader, Haley she takes a seat and gets comfortable. She looks over the back of the woman's head and she says, "Alright, ready when you are." She lifts her hands and she starts looking for the attachment points to the old face.
Baron grunts "So you want me to take down the gang then and let everyone go solo?"
Vader shakes her head to Haley. "Not before getting the new layer here. I don't want to walk around with a skull for everyone to see." She focus her attention to Baron. "We don't need to go straight from the meet and geek the targets without finesse. We are professionals and can do it in a timely fashion without causing fuzz. We all do some legwork on the targets and set a good time frame to finish the job. Anyone studied the files that the Jay passed for us? We know what to do is the ganger isn't on the junkyard right now? Same for office and spa? Think, people. think."
Baron grunts and moves over to look at the files for the ganger.
Picking up her poc-sec, Haley dials a number she smiles as it is answered. Leaning back into the seat she says, "Vic, how are you doing? Did you enjoy that bottle of wine I sent you?" She laughs a little and says, "Yes, maybe next time I could share it with you. That'd be great! Are you free on Friday?" She beams and says, "That would be perfect, I'll see you around eight." She pauses and says, "I was wondering if you knew anything about a guy named Ace De'Florinace. He's a CEO that I had heard about recently." She nods, though that can't be seen and she says, "I know how you feel, those guys are too over paid for all they do. You would do such a better job at it."
Victor knows all about it, being a shady businessman himself, "Oh yes I know about Ace, the CEO for A.A.G.. They are a really shady corporation. He can't compete in the real business world, so his company sells drugs on the side. Their books are always sloppy, but I think its on purpose to hide all the illegal profits they are making. Of course, that is just what I have heard. Can't prove any of it."
Laughing Haley says, "You're a peach Vic, I knew if anyone knew anything about these guys it'd be you." She makes a muah kissing sound on the phone and she says, "I'll see you on Friday and we'll have a couple laughs over some wine. Now don't you work too hard, I want you all rested up." With that she cuts the call and she says, "This guy Ace sounds like he's going to be pretty easy. They have sloppy books that means sloppy records on employees too. I'll just slip in and take care of that."
Vader nods. "Good. This is starting to sound like an operation." She looks to Baron. "Any friends among the Chop Shops that can give you information about the gang of the Troll or its biz?"
Baron grunts "My contacts are a bit weak, but, I know gangs, maybe I can find a gang next door to them, and ask them if they need help raiding the gang we wanna hit. I send in a few drones to help them, we get free support and recon from the gangers."
Baron figures out that the best option might be to contact a rival gang. He patrols the area in his RV until he spots some likely looking gangers and rolls down the window, flashing a few hundred nuyen at the gangers "Hey, wanna earn some cred and some rep at the same time? I'm looking to find out about a guy named Smash two Fist, and the Hakmall gang. Give me some assistance, and I can help you all smash them into little tiny pieces."
You spot Lisa easily enough, dressed up looking almost like a hooker with bright pink hair, and at least fifteen piercings in her face. She smiles as she notices the nuyen and walks over. "Sure what you want?" Upon the mention of Smash two fist, her face turns white however. "No way! That guy is a monster, he will eat you alive. I am not going any where near him."
Baron shakes his head "Nah, I'll take him out for you all, I just need your help taking the rest of the gang down, or are you Red Hawks too scared to fight the Hamalls? Just give me some information on the troll, and I'll make sure he doesnt bother you all anymore."
She quickly shakes her head again, "No way we are going any where near there. Maybe if you take him down first, then sure we will help. Not a second before he goes down however. I don't think you stand a chance though. Have you ever seen him? He has to be at least twelve feet tall, plus he is cybered out to all hell."
ooc have to idle for 5 minutes or so, I will be right back.
Baron nods "Alright, alright, tell me where he hangs out most, that way I can take him for you all, leave you the rest to take care of."
She nods her head, "Well either at that junkyard they are always hanging out at, or the mall. They hang around the back and harass people, hes to big to really go inside of many places."
Baron grins and hands over two hundred nuyen "Here ya go, thanks, and tell your gang to be ready, when the troll goes down, you guys get to clean up the rest."
She nods her head, "Yea sure, if you can actually do it." She doesn't really seem convinced at all however. Though she isn't going to try to stop anyone from going.
Baron rolls up his window, and drives off "Ok, so we got two likely places to find the troll now. Anyone got a destination next?"
Adjusting the window glass glasses on her nose Haley looks up at the building. She walks towards the doors with a confident smile on her face, her walk graceful and carefree. She steps up to the doors and gets ready to go inside. She's made a point of leaving her machine pistol outside, no need to try to explain a firearm once you get into a building.
When you go to the address you find a small five story office building. It looks like they have a loading area in the back of the building where trucks occasionally drive in and out to drop or pick stuff up from the office. The main entrace leads into a small lobby. There is just one exit from the lobby, which is a large hallway that goes deeper into the building. At the entrace to the lobby is a scanning device, checking each person who comes and leaves.
Waiting patiently to walk through the scanner, Haley looks over the security guard that's doing the scanning. She flashes him a bright smile as she takes a step forward. She looks around, her eyes shining with excitement, giving off the vibe of a first time employee looking forward to the big job.
The security doesn't seem nearly as excited with his job. He does a quick check over of her id before motioning her through the scanner, which seems to remain silent. Down the hallway, it splits off in two directions and in the middle is an elevator.
As Haley looks around, she spots an index that is on he wall next to the elevator. Checking the name for Ace, he seems to be on the 4th floor.
Stepping up to the lift, Haley presses the button to call it down to the ground floor. She holds her briefcase in both hands, looking up and around expectantly. She turns and looks around the lobby waiting for the pleasant ding of the bell to let her know her chariot has arrived.
The elevator rings as it reaches the first floor. It then travels up to the 4th floor, and once you step out, you are greeted by a security guard. Who is standing behind a small desk, near the hallway traveling further into the building. "Hello."
Not missing a beat, Haley says, "Hello," her voice ever cheerful. She takes a step forward and she says, "I'm Amber Rhodes, a new employee. I was wanting to introduce myself to mister De'Florinace." Her blue eyes are bright but they show only ambition. Its clear the girl is looking to climb the corporate ladder and going right to the top. She places her briefcase down on the floor and she says, "If he's not too busy? I think it's always best when you get a job that you make sure your boss knows who you are. I mean, look at you. Here you are standing at the desk of the man himself. You must have been doing something right to move up to this position as opposed to just standing downstairs running the scanner. Am I right?"
He takes a moment to look her over, as he considers that. He seems a bit grumpy though. "Actually they rotate us around it." He doesn't seem overly impressed by decides she seems harmless and waves her through.
You just can't let someone be grumpy with their job. Haley gives the man a smile as she pats him lightly on the shoulder, her fingers giving his muscles a light squeeze. She says cheerfully, "Well -I- feel safer with you around, that's for sure. That guy down at the scanner looked like he was half asleep. You, you're sharp and you look like you could knock a troll out if you really put the right swing into it." With that she moves on past the guard, hopefully having given him a little more to be proud of.
He does smile a little at that, espcially the touch. "Go on, if your late getting back to work you will get in trouble." As she heads down the hallway there are doors on both side. Eventually she comes across one with his name on the door. Inside is a small room with a desk, sitting behind it is the mans secretary and behind her his a door to his main office.
Stepping up to the secretary's desk, Haley says, "Hi I'm Amber Rhodes, I was just hired with the company yesterday. Its my first day at work and I was wanting to see if I could have a quick meeting with mister De'Florinace." She leans forward, bringing her voice into a soft confidential tone as she asks, "Does her prefer people to call him mister or Monsieur?"
The woman is a very attractive and she looks haley over. She gives her a smile back as she nods her head, as if she knows exactly what Haley has plans. She presses a red button on the desk and leans over to speak something into it, "There is another one here for you." On the other side, "Is she good looking?" She nods, "She isn't to bad." Another reply, "Okay send here in."
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Two people enter the office but only one ever leaves.
Edited by request.
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Baron cruises over towards the mall, parking a good kilometer away and sending his advertising blimp to scout the location first. He needs to know if there are big troll cybered gangers hanging out there or not.
He is easy to spot, and the picture really did not do him justice. This twelve and a half foot tall troll is huge. He really does look like some kind of monster, his skin looking almost as if its made out of stone. Compared looks even taller when compared to the two gangers who are hanging out with them, both less than half his size.
900 meters up is fairly high, its out of the range of most weapons, but, thats exactly why the lightly armored drone hangs out this high. A small turrent extends from the bottom, concealed moments ago, and a sniper rifle turns its barrel to lock onto the troll target.
High in the air, there is a puffing sound, twice in fact, a silent shot from a sileneced weapon. The bullets travel through the air falling down as it heads towards the trolls head. A first bullet rips into the trolls chest, right beside his heart, tearing through lung tissue. The second bullet hits the troll in the head, sending brain matter across the ground behind him.
The turrent vanishes back into the advertising blimp with the sign on the side saying "Drink Fizzy Coke!" and the blimp starts to fly away back to its owners meeting point, five kilomters away from the mall.
ooc what kind of gun does that thing have?
The giant troll has always been known to be unstoppable. Bullets seem to bounce over his stone hide, and knives can not cut his skin. However, it seems a high powered sniper rifle is all that was really needed. The two gangers stare in horror as their boss goes down in a bloody display and they quickly turn to flee.
The group had decided to split up, each one going after a seperate target. It was a bit of a bold move to go in without backup, however if they succeeded it would guarantee that none of the attacks would tip off the other targets.
Vader uses the Biotech expertise of Haley to change the realskinn cover of her face and become a different person. A nice and inconspicuous Chinese girl that wouldn't raise an eyebrow in Chinatown. With that in mind, she scouts the area around the Spa to find a nice lookout position.
It is easy enough to find the spa. It appears to be a fairly popular place though. It is not extremely crowded but people seem to come and go in a steady stream. It is in a one story building, and walking in the first thing you enter is a large lobby, that is well decorated in an asian theme. There is a desk with a woman behind it, for anyone who has an appointment though they accept walk ins as well. There are five exits leading to private rooms, and a large open bath area. The building itself nestled between two buildings, in a pretty cramped area of town. The buildings are all fairly close together and there seems to be a lot of foot track through the area.
Vader walks to the Cafe close to the Spa and takes a seat. She watches the movement and if there are any visible bodyguards outside the treatment rooms.
There doesn't seem to be any guards there, though there isn't any real reason. The place is fairly public and doesn't really have anything worth stealing. People enter the building, then they leave again. Some times half an hour later, some times an hour.
Vader keeps an eye on the place, waiting the target arrival. "Patience is a virtue." She muses to herself between sips of her tea, wondering if her team mates are ok on their assignements.
It is about an hour or two before you see a nice black car arrive. Three nicely dressed men step out of the car, before it continues down the street to park further away. They are trying to be subtle though Vader easily notices that two of the men are carrying Uzi's under their jackets. The third is the target you know, Johnny Wu. He makes no attempts at all to hide the katana that he wears at his side.
Vader casually pays her bill, slotting a certified credstick into the table reader and walks towards the Spa. She measures her pace to arrive at the entrance at aproximately the same time as Mr. Wu. That not as difficult, since they parked the car down the street.
Its even easier, since they stop for a moment as one of the men moves ahead and goes inside. Likely to check the place out as the other two take their time to walk over. The man with the uzi staying close to Johnny glances around the area, likely checking for any danger. Though Johnny himself seems calm and unworried.
Vader keps her pace in the direction of Johnny Wu, trying to look as common as the Chinese girl next to her. Just a few more steps and he will be in the perfect range for her attack.
Spliting up was a bold move. Right that this moment the troll is taking a sniper bullet to the brain, and the CEO is being taken out in his very own office. However Vader finds herself face to face with the most deadly of the three. Known around the area as the Lightning Swordsmen, she quickly finds out why. He spots her approch and reactions without any hesitation and quickly draws his sword as he steps forward and tries to cut her down on the spot.
Vader says, "Oh fuck." As the guy jumps and slashes with his sword, Vader has barely time to raise one arm to protect her face. The blade cuts nice and square her armored jumpsuit only to make a metallic 'chink' as it stops on the girl's reinforced ribs. A snarl erupts from her throat as the cyberholster of her leg spits a large Pred III straight to her hand.
Vader raises the gun and pulls the trigger, twice. The first bullet hits him in the lower abdomen area, painful but not an 'instant death' kind of wound. The second round goes into the chest of Johnny Wu.
He seems surprised when the sword doesn't cut vader in half. He pulls his sword back ready to defend himself when she suddenly draws a gun and opens fire. He spins around and nearly dodges the first attack, but as he raises his swords and aims to cut off vaders head he takes a second in the chest. The other man finally snaps out of his daze as he opens fire with his uzi.
Vader lowers the gun and pulls de trigger once more. Three is a charmer, don't they say? "No one told you to not bring a knife in a gun fight?" She holsters the gun back into the concealed cyberholster and turns to flee, running for her life.
Johnny goes down as blood begins to pour out of the three bullet wounds and cover the sidewalk. His body guard continues to fire, seconding six more bullets towards vader, a few catching her side but hitting just armor. The second guard comes out of the building after hearing the gun shots and they both grab johnny and quickly drag him off, hoping they might save him.
Vader turns into an alley, jumps a fence and then stops. her wig is replaced for one of a different color and sunglasses change her appearance. The jumpsuit is easily removed and turned inside out, changing it from black into a nice shade of purple. As soon as she walks back int another street, she hails a cab and leaves chinatown. Job done.
With the three people taken out, the mission is done. There is likely to be some very upset people however, as three of the major drug dealers in the area has been taken out. However, Jack Riley isn't one of them. He is very pleased. With his compitition in chaos he can now attempt to corner the drug market, and make a very big profit.
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