Senator Nicky Primo's Office

[Senator Nicholas Primo]

Building Address: 191st Street & Clark Avenue, Linden-Side District, Las Venturas
Owner(s): City of Las Venturas
Rented To: Nicholas Primo (For his political term)
Primary Use: Political Office of Bone County Senator, Nicholas Primo
Secondary Use: Headquarters for all Primo Crime Family operations within Las Venturas
#of Employees: 50
# of Guards: 250
Features: 12 Large bars, A private office for Senator Primo, 2 Floors, A lobby for guests and appointments, Almost an entire lower floor of over 50 wooden secretary desks, A large golden front gate, 35 Surveillance Cameras, 10 Armories
Protection: Primo Crime Family
Upkeep: $7,500 Per Month

[Senator Nicholas Primo]

Nicky arrives at his office and tells his men to all wait downstairs. As he makes his way upstairs to his office, he passes his main secretary, Alice.

Alice: Good afternoon, Senator Primo.
Nicky: How are you Alice? Is father checking out of the hospital yet?
Alice: Yeah, pretty soon... I just wanted to thank you again for paying for his knee surgery.
Nicky: Don't mention it, doll.

Nicky strokes a strand of Alice's blonde hair off of her forehead as she briefly blushes.

Nicky: Now, if anybody calls for me, just tell them to either make an appointment or to call back later. Alright?
Alice: Alright.

Nicky makes his way upstairs and enters his office. He takes a seat and calls one of his other top Caporegimes, Bobby Carmasio, better known as "Rocky Bigtime".

Rocky: Who the hell is this?[/i]
Nicky: Yeah, Rocky... it's Nicky. This is my office number. Don't worry, this line is private... costed me a pretty penny.
Rocky: Oh shit, sorry boss. What do you need?
Nicky: Let's just say I need a favor for the family.
Rocky: Name it.
Nicky: Carmine Rotelli's crew from the southside of San Fierro has been trying to move in on the Gambetti family's drug operation. I can't have this now that I'm the Don.
Rocky: Damn. Who the hell is Carmine Rotelli?
Nicky: He's Don Ben Costello's Street Boss. He's in charge of all of Costello's Caporegimes. We can't afford to let Rotelli or his crew get in on the San Fierro drug trade. If we hit him, hitting their remaining three Capos will be a cakewalk in a few months. Besides, I'm working on our relations with the Gambettis. We may need them in this war.
Rocky: Alright Godfather, I'll send Little Arnie & Willy The Butcher over to San Fierro with some of their boys first thing in the morning.
Nicky: Good, they know how to get a job done. I don't want any fuck-ups and this conversation stays between us... capiche?
Rocky: Okay Nicky. I'll call you back in a few days to let you know how the hit is going.

The two then hang up. Nicky then begins to make several more phone calls as he pours himself a glass of whiskey from under his desk.

[Senator Nicholas Primo]

Several weeks later, Nicky is in his office looking at some paper work while smoking a cigar. Suddenly his secretary, Alice walks in.

Alice: There's a "Mr. Chip Tabricio" on line 4. He says he's got something urgent to talk to you about. Should i tell him you're not in?
Nicky: It's alright, Alice. Transfer the call to my private line. Thank you.
Alice: Okay Nicky.

Soon after Alice walks out, Nicky picks up his office phone. It's his underboss, Charles "Chip The Trigger" Tabricio. His brother, Micheal Tabricio, was a Primo Consigliere for Toni Primo out in San Fierro with dreams of one day retiring from "the business"... but he was murdered under Don Trapani's orders before he could.

Nicky: Hello, Chip?
Chip: Yeah, boss... me and Mickey Bambino just found this nice little wine importing business the Trapanis control within Bone County... your county to be exact. [/i]
Nicky: A wine importing company, huh?... Who does Trapani currently have running it? And what's the security looking like?
Chip: There's nothing but a few regular national gaurdsmen. They probably ain't gonna' have anything besides pistols on them. It'll be like stealing candy from a baby. It's run by Vito Andolini, a high-ranked Trapani associate. He's grown old and soft though, from easy livin'... just gimmie' the word Don Primo. Let me avenge my brother Micheal's death.[/i]

Nicky ashes his cigar and sighs, looking out his office window with a glaring look in his eyes.

Nicky: ...Alright. I want that company run by the Primos by this time tomorrow.
Chip: Thank you, Godfather. You won't regret it. I'll take 40 of my top associates and enforcers with me, and I'll personally put two bullets in Andolini's head for you. We can make it look like one of the Las Venturas street gangs did it. Real quick and easy, in and out.[/i]
Nicky: Do not fail me, Chip. We need that company. We can use it as a bootlegging hub to transport good old cheap liquor throughout our territories.
Chip: Understood... I won't.[/i]

The two then hang up as Nicky's attention goes back to his work.