The story of Payday

Chapter 23: Trouble in paradise

After their job in Miami, the crew was relaxing at the safe house until someone began pounding on the door.

"I'm coming I'm coming" Dallas yelled as he got up to answer the door.

He opened it and was surprised to see Vlad on the other side.

"Hey th-"

Dallas was cut off by Vlad pushing him aside and entering the house. 

"Well good morning to you too jackass"

"What do you know?" He asked agitated. 

"I know that two plus two equals four"

By this time some of the gang had started gathering around to see what the commotion was.

"How much do you know?" He asked again.

"Have you been taking your own product?" Dallas asked.

"I am trying to save your fucking life. Call everyone here. NOW!" Vlad demanded.

A confused Dallas obeyed and summoned the gang to the living room. He looked around.

"Where's Dragon?" Dallas asked after noticing him missing.

"I don't know" Chains responded.

"Then fucking call him"

"I did. No answer. It was straight to voicemail"

"I don't like this" Dallas said.

"Ok, have you noticed anything weird recently?" Vlad asked.

"Besides the crackhead Russian?" Houston asked.

"Now is NOT the time for jokes"

"Ok fine. No not really" Dallas said trying to figure out what was getting Vlad so worked up.

"So you don't know about them?"

"Who?"

Vlad went to say something but bit his lip.

"You guys are not safe here," He told them.

"Not safe from who? The cops?" Bonnie asked.

"Oh you wish"

"Then who? Tell us" Dallas demanded.

Vlad looked around at the house and then at the gang.

"It's not safe," He said as he walked out the door, got in his car, and left.

The gang all just stared at each other for a moment.

"What the fuck was that?" Jimmy asked.

"I have no idea" Responded a flabbergasted Dallas.

The crew chalked it up to Vlad being high. At least they did until something else happened a few days later. Dallas was once again in the living room when Chains entered.

"The fuck is this?" He asked as he threw down a letter on the table in front of his partner.

Dallas picked it up and it was just a blank piece of paper with "Esther tate" written on it.

"I....I don't know" 

"I don't like this bro"

"Me either"

It was then when Jiro came upstairs holding his phone and handing it to Dallas"

"H-hello?"

"It's Locke"

"The Murky guy?"

"Yeah you need to know something"

"And that is?" Dallas asked getting uneasy.