Novel & Cerita Franklin Michael Trevor Gta 5

Franklin stutters and his assistant nod as he whisper yell a ' fuck before walking away still wearing look. They walk out of the club as he walks to his car and his assistant helps in opening the passenger's seat door, he enters and the driver ignites the engine driving off. His assistant watches him leave before walking back to the club and to the VIPs. Jared commanded his men to let Franklin assistant enter and they let him in as he walk to Jared "What's it?" Jared asked as soon as he was in, standing at his front. "He want a thorough checking on you, he seem worried " Franklin assistant informed and Jared smirk as he inhale the smoke

Trevor stood quietly beside him, clearly feeling the air around him cooling. Pow! Crack! Frank suddenly punched down a tree thicker than a man, leaving it snapping. As Trevor looked on, gulping, Frank said icily, "Get me Finn Chandler. I want him dead." "Yes, Mr. Lawrence," Trevor replied without hesitation. Frank's orders were absolute, and that meant Trevor's job right now was to capture Finn—anything else was pointless. And with those words, Frank quietly left. Vicky hurried after him, asking, "Where are you going?"

"Easy peasy." A grin formed on his face as he turned to Kira; the latter shrugged, rolling her eyes. "We have two left." Said Kira as he walked towards the entrance. "I'll take care of it." Trevor asserted. "You sure act like the hero, and it makes me want to puke because we both know you are the villain." Ignoring her sass, Trevor yanked a gun from one of the dead security agents and dashed outside. He swooshed to the back of the two unsuspicious men whose eyes were on the building and, perhaps, waiting for them to come out.

Jagger asks as he cleans my wound and Wyatt types furiously on his phone. “Travis hacked into the car’s GPS and he saw Frank went somewhere before coming to us, somewhere they could have put an explosive in his car and told him where to go if he wanted to see Grace alive again. The thing is, he didn’t know he would be the one ending up in a thousand little pieces.” Wyatt says, and I nod.

“Missed you. I’m glad you’re home and I won’t let Trevor kill Greta. I’ll make certain he treats her with kid gloves while you’re resting up.” Trevor snorted. Tires crunched and a big white Dodge Dually crept up the driveway. It wasn’t a vehicle Chassie recognized until she saw the big winch sticking out of the front. She muttered, “Shit,” under her breath. “Who is it?” Edgard asked. “Colt McKay,” Trevor answered. “What the hell is he doin’ here?” “I hope it’s not more bad news about Cam.”

As the Vice President’s personal driver, he is one of best driver even won some races. “No, directly go to my office” Gatlin don’t want Ford to think he is alert, Gatlin again took his phone typing a massage, last night he asked his man to keep eyes on the person following him. Gatlin typed ‘after they successfully report to Ford then only capture them’ Gatlin isn’t sure if Griffin really runs away so he doesn’t want Ford to think he is working against him. last time he captures Ford’s mans while they are working makes Ford suspicious for him so this time, he will let them go and will capture after Ford think he is done.