“No,” Lance said, grinning. “You need an army.” The first test was the mall. Tommy walked into the North Point Mall, past the frozen yogurt stand and the glowing arcade. He pressed the mod’s hotkey——and aimed at a random pedestrian: a pasty tourist in a Hawaiian shirt, clutching a map.
It was on by default.
“I know about the mod, Tommy,” Rico whispered. “I know I’m just code. But I also know you reloaded the save file after the mall. You let that tourist die because you wanted to see if the mod would let you hire him again.” gta vc bodyguard mod
No regret. No ragdoll glitch. Just a clean, heroic death. The mod became Tommy’s secret weapon. He hired a homeless veteran outside the Print Works—the man became a sniper who never missed. He hired a roller-skating waitress from the Ocean View Hotel—she turned out to be a demolitions expert. He even hired a priest, who blessed Tommy’s cars before each mission, making them bulletproof for exactly sixty seconds. “No,” Lance said, grinning
Outside, the sun rose over Ocean Beach. A new day. A new chance to hire someone fresh. He pressed the mod’s hotkey——and aimed at a
And for the first time in his digital life, Tommy Vercetti treated his bodyguards like men, not mods.
And if he turned Memory Mode off, they became hollow again. Puppets. Useful but empty.