Crime Empire Stompin' Grounds In Families Terrority

Families were out for blood, they wanted to find out who the hell burnt down their synthetic heroin operation. It set them back hundreds thousands of dollars. Money that Crime Empire pocketed while the operation was down. The demand for grade A yayo skyrocketed in Los Santos. And with rich business men being the main clientele, and smaller gangs purchasing, things were going smoothly for Crime Empire. Louis told Darrell to scope out things in Families territory and see if any warehouses were available to make Crime Empires new drug called "Blot". Blot had been a mixture of yayo and heroin, a strong cocktail that made the drug fiend go in and out of consciousness and have a strong sense of awareness. It was a upper and downer at the same time, the effects were immense and the fiends like that shit.

Darrell found a shopkeeper at the corner of where 24/7 was at. The shopkeeper shared a cigarette in the open with Darrell than shared a story of hardship about almost losing his business to Maze Bank. Maze Bank wanted the shopkeeper to pay upfront 300k for the business location or it would be repossessed. Darrell proposed to pay the 300k and give the shopkeeper an extra 300k to sell the warehouse to him. The shopkeeper hesitated quickly, but fell in love with the idea that he might be able to retire early with the money. The situation was discussed and the deal with through with Darrell. Crime Empire was the new owners of  Los Santos Office Supply Co. A front for Crime Empire drug business and part time headquarters.

Crime Empire's Drug Factory and HQ

Louis knew he had to recruit new foot soldiers. But the city was plagued with gang-drop outs or snitches. In order to gain foot soldiers, Louis had to create a new campaign of terror. Meanwhile, Darrell began transporting the equipment from the apartment to the drug factory and made sure the equipment was ready to use. Louis came around the drug factory and talked to Darrell and asked him if he had known of any associates or accomplices that would like to be family friends of the Crime Empire. Darrell replied " We need to settle down and lay low for a while, Families had several snitches trying to find out information about Crime Empire and were unsuccessful." Louis replied "Man fuck Families, the only person I am not trying to screw over is our connect Gerald, anybody else can go fuck themselves." Darrell shrugged.

The feeling of trying to move foward didn't sit well with Darrell, he had this sixth sense about being watched. And he was right it wasn't any of the gangsters in the local area. It was the fucking FIB Agents in unmarked cars. Darrell thought something had been fishy, when he slanged yayo to a dope fiend that had a dirty look but clean blue eyes. It was build-up against Crime Empire, the FIB had been collecting evidence and waiting for the right moment to pounce.

Picture taken of the FIB unmarked car while they were out getting donuts.

Crime Empire needed to tone it down a little before moving forward. Darrell presented the evidence to Louis and surprise! surprise! Louis agreed and told Darrell to make sure the drug factory was locked up. Thinking quickly Louis made several calls and decided to have some local camera installers to set-up at the drug factory. Quickly from the apartment to the drug factory, Louis brought white sheets and covered all the equipment in the building so the camera installers can word comfortably. Darrell came in after the camera guys were done. The camera guys than gave Louis instructions on how to look at cameras from his phone. Louis dismissed the group of guys and grabbed Darrell and took him inside the drug factory.

"They have eyes on us, we fucking have eyes on the prize" Louis told Darrell. Darrell replied with a snarky remark "Shit man fuck the FIB, they can't knock our hustle." Weeks passed by and Louis saw nothing going at the drug factory while laying low. Than Darrell came in the apartment shot bleeding from the chest. "Fuck Fuck, what the fuck happened?" Darrell softly replied "Fucking FIB I caught them snooping around inside the drug factory, and they tried to corner me!" "What the fuck were you doing inside the factory Darrell, For fucks sakes I told you to stay away!" Louis exclaimed. Louis got on the phone with his lawyer and told him to have a local doctor come over to the apartment with surgical equipment to help Darrell. Luck was on Darrell's side when the doctor came, he was able to put him in a morphine sleep and operate while he was bleeding. Doctor finished up the staples on Darrell's stomach and told Louis let him rest a few days before he makes any movements. "Alright thank you doctor, I appreciate this much, Well keep in touch." Louis said. 

The mind of Louis was in a clusterfuck, he didn't want to lose his right hand man. He had to create a diversion and bring attention to other gangs, so Crime Empire would fly low-profile. The elements were broken up on the table and being rolled up. The spark hit the cigarillo and a small toke was given to Darrell. Darrell softly coughed and feel back to sleep. Morphine was fucking him up bad, but the pain was just to much. " What is next, What should I do, What the fuck should I do?" Louis was out of ideas and he was running out of time to act fast.