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Cartel Cruisers strolled through the streets of Staunton Island until they made a gradual halt at Aspatria; the vehicles aligned at the college campus where they arranged to meet their contact.

 

The cobalt blue doors pushed open as the Colombians re-merged from the suped-up 4x4 chrome-buckets.

 

From afar, a shady character watched on eagerly, licking his cracked lips in anticipation; he watched as Catalina exited one of the vehicles, escorted by two Colombian lackeys, headed his direction.

 

"Did you obtained them successfully?" the mysterious man asked with a slight sneer to his voice.

 

Catalina scoffed as she tossed him a package, narrowly catching it in his hands. The Colombians chuckled humourlessly at the pathetic hobo-like man as he tore the envelope open with his chipped teeth; liberating a selection of photographs from the package, he smirked. "Excellent. Where did you find them?"

 

"In a wooden box at the Love Media building where we apprehended him." Catalina revealed, her voice loud and manic as her Colombian accent rushed out of her mouth.

 

Darkel shuffled the photographs, one under the other, as he examined them with an amused grin. "I think its safe to say that your debt is paid for that little favour I did you."

 

Catalina's eyes widened; snapping, she grabbed the man by his shabby overalls and screamed in his face. "You think, asshole?! He survived!"

 

"I-I'm sorry," Darkel stammered nervously; he was terrified. "But whether he lived or not wasn't part of the arrangement, I supplied you with the explosives and the men to carry them out; the rest was up to you."

 

Whipping out her silenced 9mm pistol, Catalina shoved the gun in the terrorist's face; striking the fear of God into him. "You just better hope that my men can take him out, else I'll be back for these!" she screamed maniacally, kicking him in the groin.

 

Darkel fell to the ground, the photos flying up into the air and showering him as they collapsed back down, scattered around the campus. He scowled as the Colombians laughed; ridiculing him. "And where's Love?" he continued; he wasn't taking anymore of their sh*t.

 

Catalina chuckled, concluding as she was escorted back to the Cruisers, without so much as looking back at him; "In the boot of my car. We're going to extort him further."

 

He glared dangerously as he watched the psychotic bitch hop back in the car, a muffled thud emanating from the boot as promised; he collected the snapshots before the wind carried them away.

 

Darkel rose to his feet, he watched as the Cruisers spun out of the perimeter, tyres screeched and red taillights glowed; confirming their leave. A smirk played across his lips as he clutched at the photos.

 

Maybe he had a way of funding his operations after all.

 

 

END

Edited by Oxidizer
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Darkel? You mean that deleted terrorist-like character from GTAIII?

Well, of course you do.

 

I love the way you write, man.

 

But only one thing: this 'little favor' Darkel refferred to, is it something that happened on the game? I can't remember well.

 

Anyway, keep it up. Do you have any projects going on?

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colgate.gif Thanks mate.

 

I was hinting that Darkel made a deal with Catalina; he set up the suicide bombers that went after Claude in 'Kingdom Come' in return for those shady pictures of Donald Love (inspired by the 'Darkel/Love Media building' rumor) to extort him for his terrorist plots. I tried to explain that weird box too.

 

...And I think I just confused myself. tounge.gif

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