*Repairing the abandon airport*

*Wyatt on the phone*

Wyatt: Yes. Of course. We're re-building the production father. Yes. You will be proud I promise you. Alright, bye.

Wyatt: James! Any contacts?

Mike: Only one ready to make the drug deal with you

Wyatt: Who and where?

Mike: Someone name Ryder, in Los Santos Ganton

Wyatt: Too far, I'll send somebody else to make the deal with him

Mike: Gotcha! I'll get right on that sir

*Phone rings*

*Wyatt answers* Wyatt: Yes hello? Why are you asking for Wyatt if you're calling on my god dang phone?! Of course its going to be me Dumb@ss!!!

*Two men stop their vehicle at a distance*

Man: Look at that.... buying the property and pretending as if he owns everything like some kind a big shot.

Man2: We could go over there and f*** him up

Man: No no, lets just tick him off and leave

*Rolls down car window*

Man: HEY YOU!!!

Wyatt: Where would this take place at?

Man: HEY B****!!!

Wyatt: Sorry, I can't hear you through the phone-

Wyatt: OVER SOME JACK @SS IN THE DISTANCE TRYING TO SUCK MY D***!!! HOLD THE F*** ON AND LET ME GET OFF THE F****** PHONE!!!

Man: F*** YOU!!!

Wyatt: NO F*** YOU!!! *Fires one shot at the car*

*the men drives off*

Wyatt: Sorry about that, scrubs now a days. So where were we? Oh yea, where is that going to be?

-hours later-

*Wyatt sitting down watching a stripper in his new home at the abandon airport*

*man walks in*

Man: Boss sir!!! Somebody has been sniping out our boys from the distance!!!

Wyatt: Why the f***?! Who?!

Man: I don't know, its coming from the hills on the EAST.

Wyatt: Give me that sniper over there, come with me, I'll show you how to deal with a pest!

-find the sniper on the east of your property and kill him-