SECTION 3 - Businessman
Hey, Shingle here. I've found a pretty bad but high paying way of making money. I'm going to sell meth. It's already official, I've bought all the property and got in touch with some guys. It's happening! I'll write again if something happens.
ENTRY 3 - 6/12/1991
Shingle is excited. His drug business is finally getting into action, all he needs is some equipment. He walks to his car, gets inside, and calls Tony on his separate phone.
Tony: State your name.
Shingle: You know who I am.
Tony: Oh yea, S.
Shingle: So, I need some equipment. Where can I get any?
Tony: You mean to tell me this whole time you've been setting shit up you haven't even gotten any equipment?!
Shingle: Yeah, well I have the chemicals 'n shit, and some basic heating flasks, but I need a bigger lab. I didn't buy a warehouse for nothing!
Tony: So you DO have equipment, but you haven't got top grade. I know a guy. There'll be a shipment to your warehouse tonight. Keep out of sight of the landlord.
Shingle: Okay.
He hangs up and starts his engine. He took his phone with him as well, in case Tony or Jack rings him. The car reverses out of the driveway and he heads to Gibet Industrial Estate.
As soon as he gets there, he sees Jack and Tony chatting in front of the door. He walks out and greets them.
Shingle: So, what's up?
Tony: Hey, you got anywhere we can set your shit up?
Shingle: Any shelves in there?
Tony: I don't know, I mean you haven't unlocked it.
Shingle: I gave Jack some keys yesterday.
Jack: Oh yeah, you did. I forgot about those.
Shingle: Nevertheless, I'm here now.
He pulls out the keys to his warehouse and opens the door.
Jack: It's completely empty. We're gonna need some shelves, and maybe a disguise to cover up the lab.
Shingle: I told the landlord I was starting a manufacturing business. We could get some workers to cover up our tracks and create legal goods.
Tony: Like what?
Shingle: I don't know, woodworks?
Tony: Sounds like a decent coverup. Well, get some wood for both businesses.
Shingle: Wood for the shelf?
Tony: Yes.
Shingle: Anyone know a guy who can bring us some?
Tony and Jack stare at him for a second.
Jack: Wood is legal, you know.
Shingle: Wait fuck I just realised how dumb that sounds. Uh...
He runs out to his car and drives around Gibet City for a bit, in hopes of finding a shop that sells wood.
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