Grand Theft Auto V: Los Santos moonlight

The Kibbutz brothers || Chapter 9

Well, it's been a few days since I returned back to Los Santos, and... Guess what? I finally got my cut from the jewelry store job! It was a lot too, almost 100 thousand dollars... That's the most money I've ever gotten from any job ever! Bad news is... Somehow my blackmailer found out about my money, and forced me to give them half of the goddamn cut. Fucking asshole must have some way to watch my bank account or something... I have no idea how the hell they're even able to do that. I refuse to let this person use me like this for the rest of my life. I'll figure out their identity someday and get my revenge... Besides, I still have more than 40 thousand left!
I actually used some of the money to go furniture shopping. Atleast now my apartment is a lot more furnished. New couch, TV, new bed frame and mattress...
...Oh, and another thing? I finally found out where that weird smell in my apartment is coming from. When I was switching out the old mattress that came with the apartment with the new one... Well... I flipped the thing over, and... The bottom part was covered with old blood stains. Yup, my theory of somebody being murdered here was definitely correct. Atleast now I know why this apartment was so cheap...
Also explains why I hear these random noises in the middle of the night. I'm pretty sure this place is haunted... Sometimes at night I hear doors randomly opening and closing on their own, and other noises too. I honestly don't care that much though, if I'm being honest. I don't plan on living here forever, and besides... Not all ghosts are evil, right? As long as that ghost doesn't possess me or some shit, I'm fine with having a temporary ghost roomie...
...Anyways, enough of my rambling. Today I wanted to meet up with Lester, discuss a couple of important things with him. So I met up with him at his house, greeting him as he let me in...
"Hey, Loona... So, what is it you wanted to talk to me about?" Lester asks.
"It was a couple different things, actually... Well, first off, I really appreciated that you were able to find Packie for me..." I stated. "You think you could find someone else for me? His name is Brucie Kibbutz, he's another old friend of my dad's..."
"The Bullshark testosterone guy? I wasn't expecting that one." Lester replied, chuckling a bit. "But yeah, I can do that..."
Lester backed his wheelchair up to his computer, typing and such. "So... While I look for his signal... What was the other thing you wanted to talk about?" Lester asks.
"Yeah... You remember when I accused you of being my blackmailer?" I asked. "I was wondering if you could finally try and look for them? I can pay you as much money as I can."
"Yeah, I couldn't forget something like that." Lester says, his gaze still focused on his computer work. "Yeah, I can do that too. And I don't need your money for that."
"Wha- really?"
"We'll, not yet at least." Lester responds. "Give me their phone number first. I'm guessing this person would at least be smart enough to have some security system in place, so I'm gonna check it out and see how much it'll take to crack through their defenses. Then I'll see how much I have to charge you for it."
"Ah... Alright." I pulled a note out of my pocket, writing down the phone number as I placed it on Lester's desk. "Here you go."
"Alright, I'll take a look at that later." Lester says. "I just found where Brucie's phone signal was last at. Looks like right now he's at some community center. The same center also looks like they're having a fan meet up for him right at this moment."
"Alright, sweet. I'll go find him right now." I say, hurriedly running out as I waved goodbye to Lester on the way out. "Thanks again Lester!"

Sometime later...
I was quickly able to drive over to the center where the fan meetup was at, and to no surprise, there was a ton of people crowded outside of the building. I had to park a bit of a distance away from the center because of all the cars, but there ain't no way in hell I'm gonna let all these people get in my way. So after parking, I quickly ran back over to the crowd of people, and man, if I'm being honest here, I feel way outta my element in this crowd. First off, I'm the only girl here. I mean, this meetup is for a testosterone mascot, so I can't be surprised by that. All these guys look pretty tough too, all being pretty muscular and almost twice my height. No way in hell though I'm gonna let these guys get in my way. So I started pushing my way through the crowd, luckily able to slip past most of the men in the crowd due to my size difference. I was almost able to reach the front of the crowd, as I accidentally elbowed some random guy.
"Ow! The fuck?!" The guy's gaze looked down at me, raising an eyebrow as he looked like he was trying to hold back laughter. "Pfft, you lost or something, little lady? I don't think this scene is exactly your style."
"I ain't lost, you idiot. I'm here to see Brucie." I huffed, the guy's smile quickly fading away.
"Yeah? No shit, we're all here to see Brucie." The man responded. "And I really don't think it's wise for you to pick a fight with someone who could use you for a doormat, girlie."
"Does it look like I give a shit about how tough you are?" I huffed, rolling my eyes in annoyance. "I'm warning you, get out of my way already you roided up freak."
...Man, what the hell am I doing? I don't stand a chance against this guy. And there's no way in hell I can pull a gun on him in the middle of this crowd...
"HEY!! IT'S BRUCIE!!" I could suddenly hear someone scream within the crowd. All the men suddenly started cheering and yelling, the guy I was about to fight luckily turning his attention away from me now. I tried peeking between all the guys, where I could indeed see Brucie walking out of the building...