Better Dayz Chapter VIII: The Snow Storm
Luke
Luke watching TV at the crib until a phonecall disturbs him. He answered the phone, “Hello?” he frantically replied, “Alright, I’ll call you later!” He hangs up the phone and Chechy told him, “What happen?” Luke shook his head, “We gotta moving the sugar from somewhere to a warehouse” Luke exits the bar and he running to his car. He drives his car, his phone rings again. Luke answer the call, “Vasili, did you sure this phone wasn’t bugged?” Vasili told him, “The phone’s clean. Chillout, man! Meet me at Haido City Hotel and we can talk later.” Luke replied, “Alright, I’m on the way.” he hangs up the phone. After Luke reached Haido City Hotel, Vaisili fetch his car and he told Luke, “Listen, there’s a truck is waiting for us. It’s under the elevated railway track. Drive us there.” As the two are heading to the truck, Luke asked something, “Hey, did you know Kinzie Natake?” Vasili snorted, “What fucking people?” Luke sighed, he told him, “Kinzie, the FBI superintendant. She with her family was blasted by someone at the funeral. I worried if she was faking her death…” Vasili asked him, “Faking her death? Are you sure?”
Luke nodded, he loads a MAC-10, “Yeah, if she were found our sugar, we’re fucked. Anyway, what are we do?” Vasili explained, “Taking a shipment of coke from some Bulgarians before they can sell it to the Manhattans. I'm paranoid because we especially don't wanna get caught on this one. We get caught and everyone will be coming after us. The Feds'll throw away the key, the Bulgarians and the Manhattans'll know we was fucking them over. Hell, our own family might come after us for fear we'll turn state's.” Luke snickered, “Nikolov?” “Yeah, that slovoch.” Vasili sighed. “Hey, this familiarity is getting to me. I'm a 'friend' of Foma's. I'm part of the 'family'. Shit man, I'm just the hired help. I'm the fucking immigrant maid cleaning up your guys' shit. I ain't part of no family. I'm an independent contractor.” Luke explained.The two reached the truck and Vasili points the vehicle, “Alright, this is the truck” He and Luke exchange vehicle and Vasili driving the truck. “Why we need this truck? It must be a shit load of coke we're taking?”
Luke shrugged. “It should be a lot of sugar, but that ain't the only reason why we're taking this truck. Some of my boys stole it from the Nikolov this morning. It's the one the Bulgarians is expecting to come pick up the C. We should be able to turn up and have 'em load it up for us. Then we drive away, no questions asked.” Vasili told him. “I don't know if anyone would give away a load of coke without asking any questions. Even Bulgarian coke runners ain't that stupid.”
Luke shrugged, he dislike Vasili’s idea. “Yeah, sure, this is just plan A. It's the one Ederon worked out. You and me know it ain't gonna work. And that the only way we're gonna be able to leave that place with the sugar is if all the Bulgarians in there are dead.” He explained his alternative plan. “So, why don't we use a more subtle approach, not just drive right into the middle of them?” Luke asked Vasili, his eyes cold, “Because these is the orders and we gotta follow them. That's the way things work. You ain't gonna be happy about everything you get told to do, are ya?” He frowned. “You're the boss, it ain't like I'm working for free.” Luke nodded and Vasili shrugged, “No, you ain't. I ain't either. That's why we gotta at least try what we're told to do. You're gonna learn that there ain't much in this life that you got control of. Where you're putting yourself in harm's way because that's the way the Skipper wants it done, or you're staying away from your kids because of a stupid court order and a malicious bitch of an ex-wife; there ain't that much control in anything.”
Luke smiled, “I been around long enough to know that there is some things that we don't have a choice about, but there's other times where you got to look at something and make a decision for yourself.” Vasili replied, “Yeah, well, maybe you're right. Maybe you ain't. I dunno.” The two are arrived in the boatyard and Vasili told Luke, “This is it, keep a cool head and everything should be fine.” A Nikolov mobster walks up to the driver window and Vasili asking him, “Эй, приятель. Мы здесь, чтобы забрать груз и отправиться домой” (Hey, buddy. We’re here to pick up the shipment and go home) However, he cursed, “Не говоря руски. Майната ти.” (I ain’t speaking Russian. Fuck off) Vasili trying to heat the situation, he begged the guards, “Хей, амиго, нека направите това лесно.Аз просто искам да ти дам нещата на шефа си и се прибера вкъщи.” (Hey, amigo, let's make this easy. I just wanna give the stuff to my boss and go home) The guards looking something fishy, he told Vasili in English, “I don't let anyone in here until I get the word. There's something wrong about you. Get out of the truck real slow” Vasili quietly taking his Mini-Uzi “Luke, it looks like we're gonna have to do this the old fashioned way. Shoot these commies.” Vasili stepped out from his car, he firing his Mini-Uzi at the guards who forbid him to pick the C. Luke fired his MAC-10 at the remaining Nikolov mobsters. Luke and Vasili make it to the back of the yard. Vasili reload his Mini-Uzi, “Err, Luke. The stuff's loaded on that boat. We best get 'em outta here. C'mon, move it, Luke!” Luke disliked this idea, “Damn, we got some fools approaching…” Vasili asked him in confusion, “Who?” He and Luke hears siren wailing around the boatyard and Luke took an AK off of his dead enemies, “FBI” Vasili snickered, he’s aiming his Mini-Uzi, “Yeah, because Kinzie was dead, now we can relax, and loading the C.” Luke told him, “You got some backup?”
Vasili simply nodded, his men were in his back “Yeah, we got some crew here.” Luke recognized the voice and he aiming his MAC sideways, “Holy shit!” Vasili frowned to Luke, “Are you fucking scared?” Luke scowled, “I ain’t scared! Just look at the perimeter and you see what I mean.” Vasili then look to the perimeter and he shocked, to see his nemesis, Kinzie and her husband, Michael was alive. “So these dumbfuck are faking their death. Luke, could you see her daughter, L?” Luke sneered, “Who the fuck is L?” Kinzie frowned, she aiming her M4A1 “If you know her, then why you kill her sister?” Luke snickered, he still aiming his MAC-10, “Her sister? What the fuck are you talking about? I didn’t know her!” Kinzie shouted defiantly, “Don’t be lying! We’re witness you and your mates are open fire at her” Luke looked at the boat but Michael glared at him, “So, you want to escape with the boat, loaded with coke?” Vasili asked in anger at him, “No, why?” Michael calmly said, he pulls a detonator, “Then, I’m sorry if I must do this…” Meanwhile...
Carl is talking with a Grove St. until his brother, Sweet ran to him, “Whassup, baby brother.” CJ shaking hands with his brother, “Whassup, bro. You got something”
Sweet explained, “Peep this. You know the FBI Superintendant, Kinzie Natake, where she with her family was gunned down by Wallachia Heights, Radiuses and Narva St. three years ago. She’s still alive”
CJ surprised, “How the fuck is she survived the hit?!” Sweet shrugged, “Kinzie know the plan. But she lost one of her daughter in the shootout.” CJ asking his brother “Alright, now where is she?” Sweet told him, “She’s in Beika, where she encountered Radiuses” CJ cursed, “Damn! I should help that fool before she snuffed the crack”