"You're getting up'ed" said Rorschach. "You look nervous ha ha, did you think you were gonna get whacked?"
Angie laughed, slightly relieved, and sipped from his glass.
"SHow up at this address and wear something nice."

After the ceremony Angie was a made man and given control of his own crew.
"This is long overdue Ang. You were a good man under Jeddy and you've been good for us as well... you keep your nose clean and your people in line and I see big things for you. Congratulations kid" said Rorschach.

Angelo's driver pulled up in his white Mercedes and Angelo climbed into the back seat, lit a cigar and silently took the ride home. He was a captain now, running his own crew in the family he so loyally served.

The car pulled up in front of the Aces social club in Staten Island and Angelo got out. His people all waiting to see the newly made street captain. The doors were opened for him as those clutching close to the crown gave congratulations over and over. The whole neighborhood had come to bid him congratulations on his newly appointed position.

He walked to the back room of the club and sat down at the table closest to the rear wall. He relit his cigar and sat in the dimly lit room sipping his glass of red wine and waiting to guide the next generation of of up and coming associates into this thing of ours.