Henrique later dropped by Marty's trailer park again, finding him sitting on the porch of his trailer, drinking another bottle of beer. "Ah, if ain't Phil's intern!" Marty jokingly said as he saw Henrique arrived and then laughed.

Henrique rolled his eyes. "Right...So, what work do you have for me this time?" He asked Marty.

"Glad ya asked. See, I'm plannin' on settin' up a Loan Shark Office, an' that's where you come in. The Vaqueros have a Loan Shark Office over at Little Haiti, an' you're goin' to claim that Loan Shark Office from the Vaqueros with the help of my boys." Marty explained to Henrique as Hank and Troy walked over.

"That's right, Henrique, boy. You'll be workin' with us again for the day." Hank chuckled.

"Well, let's get right to it." Troy added with a chuckle of his own.

"Hank and Troy will give ya the money for completin' this job, Henrique. Now get to it." Marty told Henrique as he walked off with Hank and Troy.

"Alright, Henrique. You're drivin'. Step on it." Hank told Henrique as the trio got into an Admiral that was parked outside of the trailer park, and they drove off to Little Haiti.

"Well, let's go try to get that Loan Shark Office for Marty's use, I guess." Henrique remarked as he drove to Little Haiti.

"Yep. Them Vaquero beaners oughta learn that only the Trailer Park Mafia an' Phil Cassidy are allowed to run the poorer neighborhoods of Vice City. They'll be gettin' that message soon, don'tcha worry 'bout it." Troy pointed out. Shortly afterwards, Henrique, Hank and Troy arrived at the Vaqueros' Loan Shark Office in Little Haiti.

"Alright, this is the place. Let's fuck 'em Vaqueros up an' take their business." Hank said as him, Henrique and Troy got out of the Admiral and began shooting at the Vaqueros that were roaming around outside.

"Scram, you Vaquero dickheads! This turf belongs to the Trailer Park Mafia!" Henrique shouted at the Vaqueros as him, Hank and Troy fited at them. Eventually, all Vaqueros roaming around outside of the Loan Shark Office were dead. A whole bunch of other Vaqueros came running out of the building itself, and they were armed and pissed off.

"There's more of 'em! Get ready to deal with 'em, Henrique!" Troy told Henrique as the trio continued to fight with the Vaqueros. Eventually, all of the Vaqueros that had come out of the Loan Shark Office were dead, Soon after, more Vaqueros began showing up to the scene in their Vaquero Sabres.

"Fuck, there's more of them!" Henrique exclaimed as he saw more Vaqueros arrive.

"Well, we ain't lettin' 'em stop us from takin' their business from 'em! Let's kill these bastards as well!" Hank replied as him, Henrique and Troy began firing at the attacking Vaqueros, eventually taking all of them out.

"Alright, that should be all of 'em! This Loan Shark Office should be ours now!" Troy said as he pulled out his Pager and texted Marty to inform him of their success in taking over the Loan Shark Office from the Vaqueros.

"Alright, so, what now?" Henrique asked Hank and Troy.

"Well, now that we've taken over the Loan Shark Office from the Vaqueros, Marty's goin' to use it to further control the poorer neighborhoods of Vice City. Here's your payment for helpin' us get one step closer to Marty's goal." Hank told Henrique as he handed him $750.

"Alright. Good luck." Henrique replied as he began to walk away from the scene. As he began to walk away from the scene, he got a message on his Pager. Henrique proceeded to pull out his Pager and began to read the message.

"Hey. Marty Jay Williams gave me your Pager number. He said you're a useful muchacho, so I've got work for you. Come to my home in Little Havana. – Umberto Robina" The message read.

Not too long after that, Henrique arrived at Umberto Robina's home in Little Havana. Henrique knocked on the door. "Hello?! Anyone home?!" He called to the inside.

"Come on in, the door's open!" A male voice called from the inside of the house. Henrique proceeded to open the door and went inside, finding Umberto Robina sitting there in a chair.

"Hey. You're Umberto Robina, right? The man who texted me on my Pager earlier?" Henrique asked Umberto.

"Yeah, that would be me. You're Henrique, right? The boy Marty Jay Williams told me about?" Umberto asked Henrique.

"Yeah, that would be me." Henrique nodded as he closed the door behind him.

"Good, good. Marty told me you're a little short on your dough, so if you're looking for work that pays, I might be able to help you out. That is, if you have big cojones." Umberto told Henrique.

"The size of my cojones depends on what work you've got for me." Henrique replied with a shrug as he leaned against a table and folded his arms in front of his chest.

"Well, you've got yet to prove yourself worthy of working with my gang, so I'm going to put you through a little test first. Do you think that you and one of my boys can handle being chased down by my other boys for a total of 10 minutes?" Umberto asked Henrique.

"10 minutes? That shouldn't be too hard..." Henrique replied as he scratched his head, being a bit reluctant about the test.

"That's what I like to hear. Hey, Juan! Come in here!" Umberto called to another room in the house, and one of Umberto's boys, Juan proceeded to walk into the room.

"You called, boss?" Juan asked Umberto.

"Yeah, I did. This is Henrique, you're going to help him go through a little test to prove himself worthy of working with us. Take him on a 10 minute chase through the streets of Vice City and keep a close eye on him." Umberto told Juan.

Juan looked at Henrique, then back at Umberto and nodded to his boss. "Sure thing, boss. I'll take care of it." He replied to Umberto before turning back to Henrique. "Alright, Henrique. Follow me. We're going to put you through your little test." He told Henrique before the two of them left Umberto's house.

"Alright, get into that car. You're driving. Let's see how you can drive under pressure." Juan told Henrique as the two of them got into a Cuban Hermes that was parked outside of Umberto's house.

"Guess we're about to find that out." Henrique replied as he began to drive off. Soon after, more members of the Los Cabrones gang began to show up in their own Cuban Hermes cars, and they began to close in around Henrique and Juan.

"Well, here they are. Let's see how good you can drive under pressure for 10 minutes with these guys banging you up all the way." Juan chuckled as Henrique rolled his eyes.

"Okay, Henrique. Just keep a cool head and drive as best as you can." Henrique told himself as he began to drive through the streets of Vice City with members of the Los Cabrones banging up his car all the way. The following 10 minutes seemed like an eternity, but eventually, Henrique finished the test without ever losing his cool.

Having noticed that the 10 minutes were up, the other members of the Los Cabrones drove away. "Alright, that's it. The 10 minutes are up. Stop the car." Juan told Henrique as he stopped the car. Henrique then got out of the car as Juan got behind the wheel.

"You did good today, Henrique. I'll tell Umberto about how good you did. He might hire for more serious work soon." Juan told Henrique before handing him $750 and then driving off, leaving Henrique by himself.