Grand Theft Auto V: Los Santos moonlight

The Merryweather heist || Chapter 10

Man, my new motorcycle is awesome! I'm so glad I won it from Mori that one day. It's a big relief finally having my own vehicle that I can drive around in without having to steal other people's cars constantly, and risking getting in even more trouble than I'm already in. I still miss my car back in Liberty City, though. I need to pay someone to bring it over to Los Santos soon.
Uh... What else? Oh, right. Trevor told me he was working on plans for a heist he was planning. I don't really know much about it yet, other than the fact that we're stealing something off a Merryweather boat or some shit. I hope it's something good. I'm just glad that Trevor's actually paying me for this job, too. Hopefully I can make a good amount of money off this job. Knowing my luck though, my asshole blackmailer is just gonna take half of it from me, or more if they feel like it. Man, I hope Lester's able to find out who it is soon. He did tell me recently that whoever is blackmailing me has some strong security system that he's struggling to break through, so he's gonna need to charge me to complete the job. He's still not entirely sure how much money yet, though. But at this point, I'm willing to pay almost anything just to find out...
...But I guess all I can do for now is wait.
Well, seems like today, I at least have something to do today that'll take my mind off of things. Just now, I received a call from Michael, saying that there was some job or whatever we were supposed to do together. He told me to meet him and a few others at this empty lot that was right on the outer part of the city. Once I drove over and arrived at the spot, I saw Franklin and Trevor there. I could see Trevor yelling at this one guy in front of a helicopter, Franklin leaning against his motorcycle and silently watching Trevor's erratic self. I got off my motorcycle and waved to Franklin, Trevor going silent as he turned around and noticed me.
"Sofi? The hell are you doing here?" Trevor asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Like I would know. Michael just called and asked me to come here." I said. "What's even going on?"
"...I guess we're about to find out." Franklin responds, pointing to Michael's car which drove into the lot. Michael parked his car and got out, the other person in the car driving off as Michael walked up to us.
"Who's that cagey motherfucker, huh?" Trevor asked, pointing to the car and the guy that Michael was with. "No, it's another cagey motherfucker, alright? Not you." Trevor turned to the guy he was yelling at, giving him a light shove.
"Hey T, enough with the faux political bullshit." Michael huffed, the guy walking away as Michael turned to me and Franklin.
"Franklin, Loona. You two better take off, really." Michael says.
"Shit I'm good, I ain't bailing." Franklin.
"Yeah, me neither. But what's even going on here anyway?" I asked.
"Whoa, hey!" Trevor suddenly cut through the conversation, pointing at me as he practically glared at Michael. "You ain't telling my employee over here what to do, alright? I met her first, so she's mine."
"Relax Trevor, I ain't trying to steal her away from you." Michael responds. We've done one job together, that's all. And besides, how was I supposed to know you two knew each other?"
Trevor let out a loud exhale of his nose, only pointing at Michael even more aggressively. "Just keep your hands to yourself, alright?" He grumbled.
"Yeah yeah, whatever." Michael casually huffed out in response.
"Hey... And another thing." Trevor's aggression suddenly disappeared as fast as it left, Trevor pointing over to Franklin. "Uh... Who's this kid? Because I'm sensing some sort of, uh... son I never had here bullshit between you two." Trevor says, turning to Franklin as he pointed over to Michael. "Hey, listen. If you wanna replace some father figure, you can do a lot better than this fat snake, alright? This fucker would eat his own kids."
"Like I said Franklin, deranged." Michael says.
"Yeah, and best friend." Trevor says, Michael chuckling.
"Exactly. That's Trevor, my best friend. That's Franklin, the son I always wanted." Michael says, Franklin and Trevor shaking hands.
"Alright guys, listen. This is the shot..." Michael states. "I'm gonna do all the heavy lifting on this job, okay? Trevor, all I need you to do is fly me to the target. Franklin and Loona, you two are gonna cover me from across the street. We're gonna make these assholes happy, and we're gonna walk away from this thing clean. Got it?"
"I got you." Franklin says.
"Yeah, me too." I nodded in agreement as well.
"Alright, and we do this, and they help us spring Brad, right?" Trevor asks.
"Yeah, we'll talk about Brad later, alright?" Michael says. "I got to change. You two better grab a head start."
Who the heck is Brad? Man, I really need to find out what the history is between Michael and Trevor.
...I'll find out another time.