Another day in paradise, huh? Jason looks out to the people walking toward the beach below, holding a glass of whiskey in his hand. The balcony offered a large view of the city, Vice City being as stunning as ever in the middle of the summer.

His gun stood loosely in his pocket, ready to get grabbed if the need for it arised. Everyday was another hustle, another robbery of a liquor store. All he wanted, no, all he needed was a day off and a cold glass of alcohol in his hand.