Gta 5 Michael Trevor And Franklin Novels & Stories

“Raymond, who were you drinking with yesterday night?” “Just my usual buddies Mr. Barlow. You know them well too. Jack, Michael, Justin, and Francis” he says. I had personally known all of them except Michael “Who is Michael? I have never seen or heard of him before” “Michael usually brings clients to Jack when they are in need of money. Jack and Michael are thick and they give good business to each other. Michael is the person who had introduced Dylan to Jack and helped Dylan get money when he was in need. Michael was bragging about how Dylan’s daughter was the talk of the town and how she was sold for a million dollars for one night. He was even suggesting that if we could get our hand on

“You’re okay.” “I don’t feel so good. And Pierce…” “Take some deep breaths. He’s fine. Let’s go cut him loose.” “Got it,” said another voice. Matt whirled, and Brea caught sight of a tall man with a blond crew cut and a badass vibe. “I’m Trevor,” the newcomer said with a friendly head bob as he tucked away the gun in his hand. “You must be Walker’s girl.” She nodded. “B-Brea.” “I’m Matt. Got a handcuff key?”

“No, no, no! There is absolutely no need for-” “‘No need’ for what, exactly?“ Franklin interrupted Michael. “After how you two intruders came and demanded we release a still-recovering patient, with little to no care for her life? I want to know for myself if you two are her family, as you so claim, or something else entirely.”

he said as Frank grinned before he turned a photo frame around to show Micheal, who instantly smiled. “Anytime kid, besides I made a promise to your father and being the good best friend that I am, always tried to keep that promise,” he said as Micheal sighed, “Your father was a good man, Micheal, and you’re a great man, he’ll be proud of you, I’m proud of you,” he said as Micheal looked up at him with tears in his eyes. “Thanks, Frank,” “Your welcome, son.” _________________________AUTUMN P.O.V_______________________________________

“Ryner, his father and I have been working in secret to solve this, and I think it is time that your team and mine started to compare information. I love Mum and Dad, but I am afraid they are so determined to protect the family that they can’t see what is happening. I found this in my room. It had a note with a code to unlock it. It is Troy’s phone. There is a recording on it that you may find rather interesting.” “What is on the recording?” Courtney asked curiously. “Aiden’s confession to killing Frankie.” Tristan arched his brow. He moved the files, and a picture of Frankie fell out. His heart fluttered. He wanted to tell his cousin not to mourn too hard and to accept her mate, that her be

This wasn't going to be good. Right on cue, Franklin appeared with his men from the opposite end. He was tall, greying, and wore an expensive smirk. “Dominic,” he greeted. “Still alive, I see.” “Unfortunately for you,” Dominic replied evenly. Shit. They exchanged a brief handshake before moving away. Then an exchange of boxes of sealed good for cash began. But Franklin’s eyes were too still, and he was still putting on that smirk. I noticed it too late before the first shot cracked through the air. Then another.

’ Rayvin asked. ‘The one in the gray jacket is Frank,’ Mikael told her. Rayvin looked closer, and she agreed. The man looked like the photos she had of him. ‘Fuck. The two of you need to stay out of sight. He has seen you and could identify you,’ she told them both. They nodded. Rayvin’s mind was working at full speed, trying to figure out how all of this tied together. How was Frank tied into the drugs? Diana must have had the same thoughts.

“Travis, slow down. I can’t catch up.” At that moment, Michael was just walking out of a private room after he had finished discussing a deal with his business partner. Suddenly, a little thing scurried out from behind the screen and bumped into his legs. Travis lost balance and fell to the ground. Then, he began to wail. Michael bent over to help the boy up. However, Francis then rushed forward to hide the boy behind him. Michael thought it was strange to see the man here. “What are you doing here?”

"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.

He didn’t even discard the pieces on the floor; he stuffed them into his pocket instead and said, "You should stay away from my friend, Natalie. I don’t want you anywhere near Michael. He’s a bad boy, and you know he owns a club and hotel." Franklin moved closer to me as he said this, but I looked displeased. "Frank, Michael has been your good friend since we got married three years ago. I didn’t know he was Gloria’s brother, and you're telling me that Michael is a bad boy. You shouldn't have torn his card! He wanted to discuss something with me," I said, frustrated that Franklin had ruined Michael's card. "Natalie, you need to stay away from Michael and not go see him," Frank's brows furrow