[SA:MP] The Long Beach Mob - Chapter 4

[Ehks]

A Reunion - April 17 2015
Bumping into a lot of familiar faces never ceased to stop. However, today they seemed to be more friendly.
Three days in and we're already making a name for ourselves, a lot of strangers seem to know us.
Recruited a few men and made a few calls... Shit, we already got a casino reserved all for us and our event tonight.
Time to make a huge income for our next step.

[DickDastardly]

[Manoni]

Nice topic, update. Also great to see that you guys has continued with this, looking forward to roleplay with you folks.

Oh, and Manon Rainer sends greetings.

[Kaze]

Good luck ladies, really like what's going on here..

[Ehks]

Back from the dead - April 17 2015
Have you ever seen someone coming back from the dead? Yeah you heard me right, the dead..
I know I have. It wasn't just anybody.. It was a colleague and a close friend of mine, Emre Carnell.
Yesterday was full of success, besides the profit we made, the assets we bought and the zombie,
we proved to finish those who bother us even if they were under police protection.
There's more to come in the upcoming days, I can feel it.

[Fritz.]

Doing our best*
I can see a bright future here!

Signed
Homicide and Robbery division.

[AK47]

i might return in a few days

[DickDastardly]

[Spike.]

I love the quality of the fire. 10/10 

[DickDastardly]

I love the quality of the fire. 10/10 

Meh, I ain't that good with photo editing, just basic. Looks like some Cheetos snacks 

[Whiteman]

Good pictures anyways! Corey will be using his genius skills of PS anyways for this, as we're going to drop a letter to the FBI's mailbox any time soon. Yet another good day, lets keep it up gents.

Thanks for the pics Arkady!

[Spike.]

Next time kidnap Arslan please.

[Dennis.]

Next time kidnap Arslan please.

I suggest you to do not, for no reason.

[Ehks]

A Message - April 18 2015

"Wake up Mikey, there's a big event going on today". Event? Shit, I wasn't informed of such a thing. I woke up, got dressed, had my morning coffee then went with the boys to proceed with our daily business. A deal here, a meeting there.... Until I eventually ended up at Papi's house with the crew right there armed up and wearing ski masks... Now that view in front of me slapped me with a hint, the "big event " was either a robbery or a kidnap. Turned out it was a new guy the feds recently recruited. Now let me make this clear, our history with the feds goes way back to where we were in Palomino Creek.. I like to call it "Blue Palo". Why? Well shit, we were being stormed by them feds almost daily... Anyway, today's the day we put the limits and apparently there's more than just today's "Hot" message. Some actions are necessary for the best.... Our best of course. Let's wrap it up.

Picture of Dennis Kolta's body burnt in front of the F.B.I HQ,Los Santos - Taken by a pedastrian

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[DickDastardly]

A bumpy ride - April 19 2015

Note left from Papi: Weed stash into greyish box, Ocean Docs, last storage. Bring to Pharmacy ASAP! Signed, Papi.

As the head of Logistics, I called Sunny and Jay for aid with this task. We had a meeting at Papi's residence, decided the plan and proceeded into resolving it.



On our way to Ocean Docks.
Sunny, on the back, asks: Shit, what's with all this musical stuff around here, I'm getting vinyls stucked in my ass.
I respond: Might have been left there from the last Club 55 party, you gotta deal with them, we ain't stopping now. *laughts lightly*.



Reached the last storage.
Sunny: Thank God we got here. * proceedes to re-arrange the musical stuff so the box would fit*.



In search of the box. We take a look around for a while, when Sunny shouts:"I found it, I think." I check the box, take the key I got near the note and open the box. Two keys of green weed inside, two kilos each. I make a grin:"Perfect.".



Loading the box into the van, near the sound system.




We took a route around the town center, to avoid police checkouts.




My belly starts to make some sounds, so my russian mind takes act:" We'll stop at this Burgershot, I'm starving. Anyone wants to come?"
Jay:"I'll come!".
Sunny:"Nah, I'll pass. Will look over the weed stash".
I nod towards them, without thinking that this stop was a huge mistake.



After we finish, we exit and return to the van. As we get out, we see a police cruiser just leaving the place with his siren on. My first thought, "Shit, is Sunny still in the van?".
I start to run towards the van and for my relief, I see Sunny with a DJ pack on his legs, pretending to mix some vinyl.
He turns his face towards me, with a sweaty face, slams the door and starts to yell: "Are you nuts? While you, fat asses, we're getting your f**cking stomaches filled, I almost shat myself talking with that pig, with the weed box under my ass, pretending to play the vinyl on the DJ set! You owe me one, idiots!"



Calmed and relieved, me and Jay burst in laughter, calming Sunny down too. I think to myself:"Damn, that was close, Papi would have cut my stomach for this stupid idea I had if anything would have gone wrong."




We reached the Pharmacy, un-loaded the stuff and placed it into the locker.
After the stuff got placed, I go to Sunny, pat his shoulder and say:" Without you man, this easy mission would have turned into a hell for my ass. I really owe you one".
Sunny:"You're damn right! At least everything went good in the end".
This was a hell of a day, but in the end everything went well.