Post by Salvahkiin on Oct 11, 2013 17:57:09 GMT -5
Michael, Franklin and Trevor, the Unholy Trinity. Right now, they were all at the Vanilla Unicorn along with Lester, planning the Big One, The Union Depository.
"Alright Michael, we've got two ways. One, we send two people up to the front, and cause a distraction, while Franklin goes around back near the construction site, and drills a hole in the wall with a bore machine, and then he loads up the gold bars, and Trevor grabs them with helicopters, then loads them onto a train carriage, ready to be melted and sold. This way will cause the most heat.
Two, when the armored cars are in the tunnel, we hijack them, and drive them back to the Depository, and act like we're taking them along the usual path, but we actually take them to four heavily modified cars, load them into that, then drive out, escape the cops and meet up outside of Los Santos. Which will it be?" Lester's plans were always good, and either of these would work.
Michael took his time to think about this, but went with the first way. After that, he chose his crew.
"Andrew King, Ex-Military, he'll be able to handle pressure."
"James van der Horst, unexperienced, but has a blood lust, he'll be able to keep the cops off our back."
"Jimmy Cheng, Hacker and Gunman, Ex-Triads he'll know organized crime."
Trevor stayed silent most of the time, but saw his time to shine when there needed to be a distraction.
"Good ol' Townley can go out the front! He'll be perfect with the glory!"
Franklin was paying a lot of attention to the plan, this was his largest gig. But had to speak up when Trevor made his comment.
"I ain't having none of you arguing over this. Let's just get the job over and fucking done with."
Andrew King just finished holding up a 24-7, and was counting the cash when his phone went off, he answered it, and it was Lester.'
"Speak."
"Andrew King? it's Lester Crest, I've got a big gig coming up, why don't you meet me and my crew at the Vanilla Unicorn, 8:30, Tuesday night."
"I'll be there."
Lester sent his calls to Jimmy and James.
"Alright Michael, we've got two ways. One, we send two people up to the front, and cause a distraction, while Franklin goes around back near the construction site, and drills a hole in the wall with a bore machine, and then he loads up the gold bars, and Trevor grabs them with helicopters, then loads them onto a train carriage, ready to be melted and sold. This way will cause the most heat.
Two, when the armored cars are in the tunnel, we hijack them, and drive them back to the Depository, and act like we're taking them along the usual path, but we actually take them to four heavily modified cars, load them into that, then drive out, escape the cops and meet up outside of Los Santos. Which will it be?" Lester's plans were always good, and either of these would work.
Michael took his time to think about this, but went with the first way. After that, he chose his crew.
"Andrew King, Ex-Military, he'll be able to handle pressure."
"James van der Horst, unexperienced, but has a blood lust, he'll be able to keep the cops off our back."
"Jimmy Cheng, Hacker and Gunman, Ex-Triads he'll know organized crime."
Trevor stayed silent most of the time, but saw his time to shine when there needed to be a distraction.
"Good ol' Townley can go out the front! He'll be perfect with the glory!"
Franklin was paying a lot of attention to the plan, this was his largest gig. But had to speak up when Trevor made his comment.
"I ain't having none of you arguing over this. Let's just get the job over and fucking done with."
Andrew King just finished holding up a 24-7, and was counting the cash when his phone went off, he answered it, and it was Lester.'
"Speak."
"Andrew King? it's Lester Crest, I've got a big gig coming up, why don't you meet me and my crew at the Vanilla Unicorn, 8:30, Tuesday night."
"I'll be there."
Lester sent his calls to Jimmy and James.
