Silas Styles #1: Cold City.

[Isaiah]

Inside Cole's apartment, Silas is standing in the kitchen while cleaning his gun. Meanwhile Amber is sleep in the bedroom. Cole sits on the living room couch while eating a bowl of cereal. Cole looks at the TV while watching "The Las Venturas Poker Challenge"...

Cole talks loudly so Silas can hear him in the other room.

Cole: Yo Silas. What you planning to do now? Liberty ain't the same as it used to be. You can't just go around like you did in the 90's. The pigs got shit on lock. Two of my boys got knocked last week. They gonna be inside for like two years. And all of these young niggas don't know shit about respect. Muthafuckas be selling on ya block and shit.
Silas: I don't care about all that shit. I'm gonna make niggas respect our crew. If any cops get in my way, theres gonna be some bagpipes playin'.
Cole: I'm glad that your crazy ass is back. I need someone to get my back anyway. This backstabbing nigga Steel been trying to merc me.
Silas: What? Steel?! He used to be like family! What the fuck?......

[Isaiah]

Cole: You know how it is man. Once the Red Jacks split, niggas only cared about themselves. Steele already had someone try to take me out. I got...(Cole steps into the kitchen) I got hit in the side right here. (Cole pulls up his shirt, showing a large scar going up the side of his torso).
Silas: Fuck this shit! Where Steele stay at? I'm gonna handle this muthafucka today!
Cole: Thats what I'm talking about! You were never afraid to get your hands dirty for ya fam. Steele stay somewhere in Algonquin. He got mad security and shit. He runs some record label, ColdSteel productions. They a bunch of bullshit rappers who pretend to be thugs. I got a plan though. If we pay a visit to his little brother Chris. He will come out in the open. Chris is making some paper pushing crack up in Broker. I know where he at son. (Cole looks at Silas with a smirk on his face and picks up his Desert Eagle). You ready to start a little party?
Silas: You know what? You are one wild motherfucka! (Silas cocks his Glock). Let's roll...

[Isaiah]

Silas and Cole walk down the stairs of the apartment building and towards the alley. Cole pulls out his keys and opens the door of his dark red Intruder. "Yo, you wanna drive?" says Cole. Silas replies "Alright, cool". They get in the car and head towards Broker.

While on the bridge, Cole's cell phone rings and he starts talking to someone. Silas continues driving, his attention focused on the road. He had a strange feeling that Liberty City was holding another trick up it's sleeve. Things always became complicated and dangerous. Today didn't seem like it was any different. Silas' face was serious as ever as he made his way into Broker...