"Yep, there goes the NWG." Felipe said as he lifted his glass into the air.

I vaguely remember but Nathan was the leader of Blackwater in this universe. I killed him during operation Firefly, which was the invasion of the Blackwater base.

I guess Crystalline resurrected him and he took over the NWG with Michael and Vinnie.

"Hey Spencer, weren't you in operation Firefly?" Felipe asked.

"Yeah, I led the attack with Cosgrove."

"I should've been there but I was dealing with some personal stuff."

"What do you mean. You were th-"

I stopped talking mid sentence when I realized that was unvierse C Felipe that was in the blackwater invasion.

Universe A Felipe didn't know anything about operation blackwater or about the girls.

"I didn't really want to do that operation anyway. I would've never met my beautiful wife then." Felipe said.

Huh, I guess since Felipe never met Sayori he went out and found himself a girl. Good for him.

"Spencer!" A voice called out behind me. I turned around and saw Khalil walking towards me and Felipe.

"Oh hey Khalil. Felipe, this is Khalil." I said.

"And Khalil, this is Felipe." I added.

"The famous gunslinger, Felipe?" Khalil asked.

"I'm sometimes called that." Felipe said as he let out a laugh.

"Oh my God! Can you sign my death card?!" Khalil asked.

"Sure."

Khalil took out his death card, which was the jack of spades. Felipe flipped it over and signed it.

"Don't pick a fight with 7 people if you only have 6 bullets. -Gun Specialist Felipe." It read.

"Only the wisest words from the famous Felipe eh?" I said.

"I figured that one out the hard way." Felipe said.

Me and him shared a laugh as Khalil put his death card away.

"Anyway Khalil, what are you doing here?" I asked.

"Oh yeah. So you saw the news right?" He asked.

"Yeah, they blame my house burning up on Nathan." I said.

"Well, Vinnie and Nathan. Anyway, we figured out where Nathan may be. Me and you are gonna go catch him."

"Right now?"

"Yes right now!"

"Shit, alright."

I finished my drink and took a second to sober up. I stood up and started to walk out the door with Khalil. I turned around and saw Felipe watching us.

"Hey Felipe."

"Yeah?"

"You think you could lend us a hand on this one?"

"Yeah, sure. I'd love to help." He said.

Me, Khalil, and Felipe all walked out and got into my Toyota. We all drove to a large casino.

It was called "Hollywood Casino" even though it was in Indiana.

"A casino?" I asked.

"Nathan is a heavy gambler. This is our vantage point." Khalil said.

"As long as they're serving scotch, I'm more than happy." Felipe said.

I parked the car in the parking lot and me and Khalil cocked our guns. Felipe was scanning his revolvers as he stood there.

"It's been a while..." He said.

"Well today will be full of nostalgia." I said.

Felipe smiled at that comment and re-holstered his revolvers. We walked into the casion and looked around.

"Get a drink so we blend in." I said.

Me and Felipe grabbed a glass of Scotch and stood there. We both drank it while Khalil drank a vodka and cranberry.

"Spencer why is he drinking the drink of a lady?" Felipe asked.

"I...don't know." I said.

"Hey! It tastes good okay!" Khalil said in a defensive tone.

"Hold on..." I said.

"What?" Khalil said.

I looked over at a nearby Euchre tournament and saw Nathan sitting there.

He was cutting the deck a very...odd way. Almost as if he was cheating.

"What are you seeing, my friend." Felipe asked.

"There's Nathan." I said.

"Good. Let's pop him." Khalil said.

"No...not yet." I said.

I knew that all of security would shoot us like wild dogs if they saw us kill Nathan.

"Play a game of euchre with him, Khalil. You too Felipe." I said.

"What?" They said in unison.

"He'll recognize me, just go in there and try not to reneg."

Khalil and Felipe looked at each other worried, but then joined Nathan at a Euchre table.

I stood off to the side behind Nathan, that way he wouldn't see me. Hopefully Khalil knows how to play euchre.

Khalil looked at Nathan a little worried and Nathan noticed him.

"Who are you eyeing, boy?"

"The hell are you calling boy?" Khalil said.

"Hey, hey, hey, gentlemen. Let's just enjoy a game of euchre, yes?" Felipe said.

Nathan gave Felipe the death stare and started to deal the cards. I watched closly at what the cards Nathan gave himself.

The Trump was a spade and Nathan gave himself the jack of spades and clubs, the two highest cards in the game.

Felipe started the book with an ace of hearts. Nathan's partner and Khalil followed suit.

Nathan followed suit as well and Felipe won that trick. Felipe started another hand with the ace of diamonds.

Once again, everyone followed suit and Felipe won the hand. Nathan seemed to be staring down Khalil.

Felipe started another trick with the nine of hearts, Khalil trumped it with the ace of spades.

Nathan suddenly slammed his cards down on the table and stood up.

"You're a fucking cheater!" Nathan yelled.

"No I'm not! I've been following suit the entire time!" Khalil said.

"Bullshit! I saw your cheating hands from the beginning of this game, you fucking monkey!"

Felipe's face lost all color when he heard what Nathan just said.

"WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU'RE TALKING TO EH?" Khalil said as he jumped over the table and tackled Nathan.

Felipe pulled out his revolvers and shot the guards at each side of the room. Khalil had Nathan on the ground and was beating on his face.

Bullets flew through the walls so I hit the deck and pulled out my Beretta. Nathan pulled his gun out and tried to shoot Khalil in the head, but he yanked it from his hand and pistol whipped him.

He turned the gun around and shot Nathan in the face.

"Damn it Khalil! Let's go!" I said.

"My friend, I say we have about 21 seconds before security gets here." Felipe said.

I pulled Khalil off of Nathan and we ran out of the room. Bullets flew past me and Khalil as I dragged him down a hallway.

"Euchre is one hell of a game, my friend!" Felipe called out as me and Khalil struggled to keep up with him.

"I don't think it's my game anymore." I said.

Me and Khalil made it out to the car and people started to shoot us from the casino windows.

Felipe jumped out from behind a car and unloaded his revolvers on the casino windows, hitting the people shooting at us.

"How the hell did you do that?" I called out.

"I'm a good shot, my wife says."

Felipe returned to us and got into the car. He sat in the passenger seat and Khalil in the back.

I slammed on the gas and skidded out of the parking lot. We heard sirens in the distance.

"I don't want to go to jail today, my friend." Felipe said as he emptied the bullet shells out of his revolver.

He pulled out a speed loader and reloaded his revolver.

"We're almost there." I said.

"Almost where?" Khalil asked.

I drove back to the bar that we met and went to an airfield behind it. While Khalil and Felipe played cards, I had Drew get a helicopter for them.

"Go with Drew, they'll be looking for you and Khalil." I said to Felipe.

"You were always the fast mind, Frost!" Khalil said as he got out of the car and ran to the helicopter.

"Spencer my friend, we need to drink together more often." Felipe said.

"I plan on it."

Right before Felipe ran to the helicopter, he tossed me a bottle of Scotch.

"For you, my friend." He said.

With that, he ran away towards the chopper and I drove away. I glanced over at the bottle of Scotch and saw that it was one of the more expensive bottles.

"Hehe, classic Felipe." I said.

I drove home and parked in the garage. No cops followed me home so I didn't have to...die again.

I walked in through the basement and went upstairs.

"Honey I'm home!"

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Okay I'll stop.