Trisha: See what I mean?! I can't go to sleep without being attacked. Its like they know where I am everytime!!!

Sweet: Like if they were following you.... I see.... Somebody has been following us this whole entire time.

Steve: What? Where?!

Trisha: Idiot!!! Don't start looking around!!! We need a plan!!!

Sweet: Yea, I got the perfect plan. I have done this before but this may require you taken this dumb piece of s*** ankle death trap off of me.

Trisha: ..... I don't know sweets.....

Sweet: Remember Trisha. Based on trust. We trusted Steve and we put up a pretty good fight. If you can trust me, we can take down who ever is following us, put him behind bars and have a lead again.

Trisha: You got a point... *takes off ankle bracelet*

Sweet: Thank you.

Trisha: So what is the plan?

Sweet: Alright, you and steve are going to drive down the streets aimlessly anywhere in los santos and I'll follow at a distance with another vehicle. Right now if he is watching us, we need to make it look like we're heading back to get something in Ganton while you head off attracting his attention. I'll be following you. *sweet walks off*

Steve: Do you think this is going to work??

Trisha: Well if it doesn't... Sweet will be loose on the streets and that will bite me in the @ss so lets just f****** hope so.

*Hours later*

Sweet: Get ready homies.... see that police car over there??? Trisha is driving that car so keep a look out for any nearby vehicle that might be tailing her @ss. Keep yo eyes peeled. If you see a ballar, let it go because this s*** is far more important.

Grove: Gotcha man

Grove2: Understood sweet