incoming raid

Keith woke up.. he had a long night rest, clearly shown by it almost being time for lunch… he hadn't planed much for today.. but did want to be productive..

He called Jeff, his former boss at Los Santo's customs informing him that while he was back, he wouldn't be continuing work for a while longer.. saying that while trouble had died down, he still needed to finish some other things off..

Jeff understanded.. and said that he would be happy once he returned..

With that out of the way.. Keiths first priority was to call Devin.. or rather her assistant, molly..

Keith didn't like them a lot and would rather spend time with his new somewhat on and off crew.. He knew that Trevor and Michael would still be out of town for a while.. until they settled their business with martin madrazo, and going with Franklin alone seemed strange, because the others couldn't be there..

Connecting to molly, Keith immediately heard her somewhat annoying voice..

["This is Molly Schultz.. what business do you have Keith?"] the assistant, or how se liked to call herself Vise president and General Counsel of Devin Weston's company.. seemed to have something against the menial work that she was preforming..

"I wanted to ask about the last one.. you know.. to complete the lot." Keith didn't really like business on the phone, as it could be recorded or tapped into if the government was onto you.. but he didn't think they would be.. seeing as how he hadn't done anything suspicious since moving here.. or rather he hadn't been caught yet..

["Yes.. I will send you the details.. Mr. Weston will be in touch with you ones you retrieve it, and a date will be set for when it will be moved.. did you understand all that?"]

"Of course.. I will be in touch ones I complete it.." Keith didn't really apricate the attitude of Molly.. she had to much arrogance when dealing with him… she likely treated everyone as below her other than Devin.. but in a company was different from working with outside contractors..

After a while the details of the job were send over..

Keith was to steal a yellow Pegassi Monroe.. parked at the Richman hotel in surprisingly Richman in Beverly hills.. it was as far as Keith knew the largest hotel.. with no other hotel even standing close to it in size.. luxury was something else as while the hotel did have many high class rooms, most of the rooms were for business travels or beech goers, having the basics for almost everybody..

The car he was tasked to steal was owned by one of the people renting one of the four high class suits in the hotel.. the others were either reserved or completely booked out for most of the year.. with sat high class suit came a designated parking spot in the underground garage..

The hotel had a valley serves and would bring your car underground to be stored there, but the high class suits were almost always occupied by the extreme rich and thus would either demand more spaces or have limo's that needed to be stored in special spaces.. so they had them separated from the rest… this was also a security measure to guarantee the safety of the vehicles..

From all this information. Keith could draw three conclusions.. he could either get someone from the inside to open the door for him to steal it.. break in himself with more difficulty.. or get himself seen when stealing it.. the third option had many more paths but all lead to him getting caught.. either through security or through witnesses..

Getting someone on the inside was also difficult.. as eh didn't know anyone trustworthy.. and paying them off would just mean that the only reason they helped was because of money.. so betrayal would be a easy option..

The only provisional option would be to sneak in and get it out without being seen.. getting the license plates replaced and maybe painting it for extra protection.. he could then store it himself or bring it to the usual spot.. it didn't really matter to him..

Digging into the Richman Hotel information, Keith found that the security hadn't been updated in quite a while.. the simplest thing he could do was cut the power and get the car out without people picking up on it..

So how could he cut the power.. the easiest would be through the service panel where he could simply shut it off and break it to keep it that way for a while.. the other would be substantially more complicated.. but that didn't mean he had to do it..

In essence the plan was set.. break in without getting spotted cut the power.. get into the VIP parking and take out the car..

Calling Lester to explain the situation.. and request for his help, resulted in the problem of cutting the power would be solved.. Lester would do it for a small fee and make the job go from a expert level mission with risk of revealing himself to.. something that a random muck could do without much problems..

Taxiing to the Hotel, Keith went ahead and found the garage entrance.. next he moved inside making sure to not reveal his face to any camara's.. Keith quickly hid behind some cars as employ who had just delivered a car was walking back to the entrance of the hotel..

Letting him move past, he looked around just to make sure and moved towards the closed of VIP section.. the section had multiple camara's that monitored the entrance and a electrical lock that would automatically unlock in case of power failure because of the risk of trapping someone inside… this was of course not designed by a idiot and didn't feature a handle at the entrance but only on the exit from within.. so one micht ask how could you enter without a keycard.. it was surprisingly simple… a normal card.. something that could slip trough the crack and push out the part stopping the door from opening..

It was as much a design flaw as it was a feature as it could be applied to many doors.. even those intended for security purposes..

With himself ready.. Keith texted Lester to cut it.. signalling for the power to be gone.. within seconds of the message being send the power in the whole area was gone.. everything from toasters to wash machines was out of order for a bit.. the issue would be fixed soon.. so Keith needed to move..

Moving to the door he inserted his card into the gap and with a little bit of prying was able to open it… once he was inside he grabbed the keys from the hanging rack near the entrance and immediately moved to the garage door that protected the VIP area.. The emergency power would soon be onlune within the hotel.. meaning that some things started to work again.. under that category where all the doors they were electrical so they could be remotely opened when the power got back on so he just needed to wait for a while and just push a button.. luckily the camara's weren't part of the emergency power and even if they were who would stop him once he left the premises…

A report could be made, but police wouldn't go on a manhunt for one car.. they would try to track him to the possible location of his hideout but even then they would need a warrant to search the place..

Letting the doors open on their own, Keith immediately got into the car that he was tasked on stealing..

Starting a call once he had start the engine.. whilst driving of immediately.. the Valley that he had seen earlier was entering the underground garage to seemingly get a different vehicle but couldn't believe his eyes when he saw one of the VIP cars being driven off..

Inside the car, Keith had just contacted Devin…

["Hello.. you're speaking with Devin Weston.."] the voice sounded a bit off but Keith didn't pay it any mind as he slowed down a bit for a turn onto the freeway..

"Yeh.. I got what you wanted…" Keith began to explain but was interrupted by Weston's voice..

["I am currently really busy.. so call me later or leave a message after the.. BEEB.."] Keith couldn't help but feel annoyed… he was ordered to report back the moment he had the car but when he did.. he got redirected to voicemail..

"God dammit.." He hung up driving the car to his own Garage to switch the plates with a matching car…

-

Kieth was cleaning his hands.. he had hidden the car in his clubhouse.. and had worked a bit on his bikes installing a turbo in both… a new one would be arriving to Los Santos within the week, so he wanted to finish everything up with the other two bikes…

Just as he was thinking on calling Devin again to confirm what to do with the car… a call came in..

Grabbing his phone. Keith was expecting Devin or molly to be calling, but to his surprise it was Michael..

["Keith.. we got to meet at Cape Catfish for that business with the bureau.. you are in right?"] Michael sounded tired.. indicating a lack of good sleep while he was with Trevor..

"Yeah.. I was informed by agent Sanchez.. but I didn't expect you to call for that… With how many are we doing the job?" Keith remembered Sanchez talking about some more people.. but he wasn't the head of the operation, so he wasn't sure if anything had changed..

["They said to pull the whole crew together.. meaning us.. they didn't say anything about how many we needed so four should be enough.."] Michael also seemed somewhat annoyed.. seemingly missing his family and Los Santos

"Sure.. when will we meet up?" Kieth walked to his fridge and looked inside whilst talking..

["By midnight.. around that time.. be sure to be there.."] Keith could understand the urgency but didn't appreciate the small window he had been given..

"I will be there.. but the agents should really plan this better.." he took a bite of some sandwiches he had bought while he talked.. knowing he didn't have time for a real meal after hearing the time constraints..

["That is expecting to much of them kid.."] Michael hung up as Keith got on his fastest bike…

The drive would be a couple of hours so with his car, but the time would be significantly reduced with the new turbo that he had installed on his bike.. that paired with a greater top speed made him choose the bike..

-

At Cape Catfish was three people were already standing, waiting.. it was closing in on midnight and their job would commence soon..

Cape Catfish was probably one of the smallest settlement in all of San Andreas, being a small village with some houses strewn around.. trash lying everywhere.. and only having a boathouse that seemed somewhat abandoned

The reason that they would meet up here was because it was close to human labs.. the target of their raid..

As the three were getting somewhat heated, agent Haines and Dave Norten arrived..

"Oh, look.. boys, your boys.. it's the Feds." Trevor was still walking back and forth seemingly angry..

"Hey.. where are the other three?" Haines looked around for a bit, getting somewhat angry with the three

"Three.. what are you talking about.. you said the crew, us four.." Michael repeated the information.. Kieth even asked how many they would be on..

"We told you that it was a six man job!"

"No you didn't.. you just said the crew.." Michael repeated his words.. laying more into them the second time..

"..Dave did.." Haines pushed it off onto Dave..

"No.." Michael didn't budge, confirming that neither had informed them..

"You said you would do it.." Dave refuted..

"I don't make mistakes.. where is this fourth one then.. it will still be possible with four…" Haines compromised quickly ones he realise he was in the wrong

"You want us to die.." Michael seemed ready to leave.. being done with

"Why don't you just join in then, eye?.. save the country yourself." Trevor already seemed done with the conversation.. bringing the ultimatum of them joining or it not happening