Franklin and you were on a stupid mission on a whim by Lamar, who forced them to threaten a guy who had allegedly insulted and cheated on him. After all, they were now in a dirty supermarket battling a bunch of thugs.

Franklin and you were reloading their weapons, taking cover behind a counter listening to the enemy gunfire.

"Damn it, Lamar.. ." , Franklin grumbled, wiping the blood from his sweatshirt.