As the plane lands at the vice city airport. l walk to the car park and see my old friend chez from the cuban gang near my old house, chez drove me to my old home where mum came out and hugged me. by the way my names Mason Veztone. and my mother Flora Veztone. my father Greg Veztone died when we first moved to vice city when i was 2. He got shot up in the middle of a gang fight between the cubans and the africans. when i turned 4 i met chez and we became good friends, the cuban gang accepted me as one of them because i used to do things for them like go spary paint on the africans cars. Anyway im 21 now.
Mum needed money because she loaned $5000 from the mafia when i was away because she couldnt pay rent. the mafia have told her to get the money soon or somthing bad will happen. i need to get money fast.
I went to see chez and the gang. I told chez what happend with mum and the mafia and he told me if i needed money i could do a job for him. I said yes because i needed the money very bad. he said it was happening soon, than he gave me a Pistol and said come on, lets go. we got in the car and i asked him what we where gonna do, he said were doing a drive by.
We drove slowly past 5 africans and started shooting.
