CJ raised an eyebrow. "What kind of operation?"

Big Smoke leaned in. "They're talking hot cars, CJ – high-performance rides, straight from the Azerbaijani underground. They're looking for someone with our... particular set of skills to help them transport these babies across the globe."

The prospect of getting involved in an international hot car scheme was too enticing to pass up. CJ and Big Smoke decided to take on the job, and their next move was to head to the docks of Los Santos to meet with the Baku reps.

As CJ pulled up to the designated spot, he spotted Big Smoke, clad in his signature bandana and shades, standing next to a peculiar-looking car. The car's paint job read "Baku" in bold, Azerbaijani-inspired letters.

"Got a proposition for you, my man," Big Smoke replied, grinning. "This whip's got a special connection to Baku, Azerbaijan. See, I made a deal with some shady characters who claim they've got a lucrative smuggling operation going on between San Andreas and Baku."