No Witnesses

The night in Los Santos was dark, illuminated only by the lights of the buildings and the streets. Vincent found himself in his new apartment, a place he had acquired with the money from the armored truck heist. Although he had fulfilled his dream of having a space of his own, the burden of Franco continued to torment him. He sat at the table in his living room, where he had spread out a map of the city along with several photos of Franco and his operations.

His team, composed of Liam, Maya, Jared, and Nina, surrounded him, each wearing a serious expression. The pressure was palpable, and Vincent's determination filled the air.

"We need to get rid of Franco once and for all," Vincent said, looking at his team. "I can't keep living with this burden. It has to look like an accident and, above all, there can't be any witnesses."

Liam nodded. "You're right. Franco is becoming a problem. But we have to be clever about this."

Maya added quietly, "We'll lure him to a place where we can control the situation. There must be no one around."

"If we're going to do this, we need to act fast," Jared said, his tone grave. "We can't let him get in our way."

Nina, smiling confidently, interrupted, "I could hack his security cameras. If we play it right, there will be no evidence."

Vincent took a deep breath and began to outline his strategy. "I can create a situation where it looks like we're interested in buying one of his warehouses at Los Santos Port. We'll draw him to a place where we have total control and… eliminate the problem."

"What about the guards?" Liam asked. "We can't let anyone else get in the way."

Maya responded quickly, "We can make a noise on the other side of the building. That'll divert their attention and secure the area."

Nina added, "I'll handle the tech side. I'll let you know if anything goes wrong."

With the plan in motion, Vincent felt more confident. The idea of a future without Franco was starting to take shape, but there was still a spark of nervousness inside him. "We'll make sure there are no witnesses. We'll do it quickly and cleanly. Once we're inside, we'll take him to a secluded spot. No one has to know about this," he emphasized.

The group continued to fine-tune the details, each contributing ideas to ensure the plan went smoothly. Time passed quickly, and adrenaline began to flow as the hour of the meeting approached.

The team prepared at the warehouse, each taking on their role. The tension in the air was palpable. "Maya, you and Nina will handle the tech. Jared and I will draw Franco in. Remember, the key is the surprise," Vincent said.

"Everything's ready. Just tell me when," Maya replied.

With the plan in place, Vincent felt a little more at ease. He knew they had to act quickly.

[Location: Warehouse at Los Santos Port, 2:45 AM]

The team awaited Franco's arrival. Anticipation grew as they waited in silence.

"So, are you ready to make a deal?" Franco said, entering with a confident smile.

Suddenly, a loud crash echoed from the other side of the warehouse. Franco distractedly looked toward the source of the sound.

"Now," Vincent whispered.

The team moved quickly, ensuring that Franco had no way to escape. The tension heightened as they approached the end of the plan. With Franco finally in their sights, Vincent knew this was his opportunity. "This is for the good of everyone," he said, determined.

Franco looked at Vincent with surprise. "What are you doing? This isn't part of the deal."

"There's no deal anymore, Franco," Vincent replied, his voice firm. In a swift movement, he signaled Jared, who stepped forward and restrained Franco. "You've become an obstacle, and I can't let that continue."

Franco struggled, but Jared was strong, and with a rough motion, he dragged Franco toward a corner of the warehouse, where an old container loomed behind him. "Let me go; you can still get what you want!" Franco shouted, his tone shifting from confidence to panic.

Vincent took a moment to savor the situation before speaking again. "Before you go, let's talk about what happens next. We're not just eliminating you; we're taking over your territory."

Franco's eyes widened. "You can't be serious! You don't know what you're getting into!"

"Oh, I know exactly what I'm getting into," Vincent replied. "Liam, draw up a map of his territory. We need to identify the key points: where the shipments come in, where the guards are stationed, and the best places to take control."

Liam quickly pulled out a notepad, sketching out the area. "We can split up the territory among us. If we take his main warehouse, we can control the flow of goods coming in and out."

"Exactly," Vincent said, nodding. "Maya, you'll lead the infiltration of the security detail. With your skills, we can have a look at their routines and identify weaknesses."

Nina chimed in, "And I can gather intel on any tech they use. If we can neutralize their security systems, we'll be able to control everything without raising suspicion."

Franco, still struggling, began to plead, "You're making a mistake! You think you can just step in and take over? You'll be marked for death!"

Vincent leaned closer, lowering his voice. "Not if we do it smartly. You've built a reputation, Franco, and we'll use that to our advantage. We'll make it look like nothing has changed on the surface, and anyone who questions us will find themselves on the wrong side of the fence."

Finally, Vincent signaled Jared, who tightened his grip on Franco. "You'll never see it coming," Vincent said, a mix of confidence and determination in his voice.

With the plan set in motion, Vincent and his team prepared for their next move. They ensured there would be no trace of Franco left behind. As they exited the warehouse, Vincent felt a heavy burden lift from his shoulders. He had made a difficult but necessary decision.

"We did it," Jared murmured as they walked away from the scene. "Now, what's next?"

"Now, we move forward," Vincent replied, feeling more determined than ever. "It's time to turn this place into what it was always meant to be.