"Oh my god, Devin has a nice body, but let's see. Who is this murderer," Dylan said.
Name: Drake James
Major Crimes: Robbery, Theft, Murder
Wanted for: The murder of Martha and Tim Quill
Home Address: Unknown
Last Seen: Hells Reign (bar) Address: 6615 Ram Drive
"Looks like were going drinking." Dylan said. "But wait, were going to need some weapons if were going to do this."
*Dylan stops and parks at a weapon store.*
"Alright guy I need double pistols, a shotgun and two machetes." Dylan said.
*the guy hands him the guns with no problem after Dylan beat him down*
"Hehe, alright. Let's take care of this guy." Dylan said, right before he gets a phone call.
*Dyaln answers the phone*
"Hello? Who is this what do you want!?" He said with a rather mean tone.
"This is the cops, your sister, Sarah has been murdered..." The phone call ends.
*Dylan hops into his car and starts it*
"This motherfucker, is going down. But, ima need a new set of wheels, I can't take him down in this piece of trash." He looks around until he sees a black 1968 Corvette. "Now that's a car I can use," He said with a creepy grin.
*Dylan steals the Corvette and speeds off to Hells Reign*
"Alright, who is this motherfucker. Lets see, Drake James... Drake James... There he is." Dylan said walking over.
*Dylan pins and beats him down*
"WHO ARE YOU WORKING FOR!?" He screams into Drakes face.
"W-what do you mean man!? I don't w-work for anyone!" Drake says back.
Dylan yells back, "YOURE WANTED FOR THE MURDER OF MARTHA, TIM, AND SARAH QUILL! Now you have to pay for your crimes, with your life." Dylan says pointing his pistol at Drakes head.
"ALRIGHT MAN! Ill tell you who I'm working for. Just don't kill me. I'm working for Stefano Cornelli." Drake said singing like a canary.
"Oh the crime boss right? Aahhh, why does he want my family killed!?" Dylan said.
Drake now on the verge of tears, "Man I don't know. H-he just told me he wanted them dead. I DONT KNOW MAN!"
"Where's his hide out?" Dylan seriously said.
"The abandoned harbor on the far side of town," Drake said crying.
*Dylan pushes Drakes head up with his gun*
"You have been a such a great help. Thank you," Dylan said with a smile on his face.
*Dylan shoots Drake in the face*
"DOES ANYONE ELSE HAVE ANY INFORMATION!?" Dylan yelled out.
*everyone runs off*
"Thought so..." Dylan said while getting in his car. "Hmmm the harbor..."
*He drives off*
