[the brew master]

Vladimir gave the clerk an odd stare and took the key from his hands and headed for his room.

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Drakko heard a door opening and the words "stay here" from a man with a russian accent..Vladimir?

The door closed and there was silence.Drakko slowly opend the door and saw Vladimir standing at the bed side tabe...Dra...*BANG*.

A bullet was shot out from the back off the coat and straight into Drakko's chest,Vladimir knew something was up when the clerk gave him the key from a drawer and not the board behind him and now Drakko was on the floor bleeding to death because of it.

Vladimir kneeld down next to Drakko.

"Drakko..my comrade..my freind..you should have known only death would follow if you took a job from Mario."Said the russian man.

Vladimir raised his gun onto Drakkos head.

"But..i have a proposition for you..if you kill Mario i'll forget any of this happend and you walk away a free man..or you can try to leave Los Santos and i will surely hunt you down."

Drakko spits on Vladimir.

"I see you have made a decision..i will meet you here tommorow in this same room..if you don't show up i will assume you are dead or have left Los Santos"

Vladimir holsterd his firearm,stood up..and just left Drakko there.

Vladimir took the elevator down and as he headed past the receptionist he left the clerk a message.

"Your comrade could use some help." and with that said Vladimir left the building.