Osiris needed to get out. His new headquarters was indeed nice, but he was beginning to have cabin fever and wanted to get some sunlight and embrace the streets once again. As of lately, there were many citizens arguing with one another about the world we live in. Hearing some of these arguments made Osiris shake his head though.

After telling his bodyguards to stand back, Osiris found a quiet park bench near the fountain where he took his seat. No one really walked by, and that was okay. It allowed Osiris to meditate and organize his thoughts, something he wasn't able to do with all of the hectic activity going on. He removed a cigar from his pocket. The tobacco gutted and replaced with the finest marijuana grown from his weed farm. Smoked filled the air and a strong piney aroma followed. Some of the people passing by gave Osiris a dirty look for smoking weed in public, but he simply smiled.

Osiris removed a journal from his pocket. Contained inside were numerous entries from his ancestors as well as a few from himself. As he smoked, Osiris began to read some of the entries. 

"I still remember the days as a nobody in these streets. Hell, my ancestors weren't even major people. None of them really made an effort to contribute and make a name for themselves." Osiris thought to himself.

Something changed. Osiris made a difference for his family line, in a positive way.

"Didn't think I would make it this far. Even through the times where I felt there was no hope. Patience, Persistence, and Perseverance. Guess that's what got me here. A little hard work and legit loyalty can go a long way."

Osiris stood up and walked towards the fountain. The journal in his hand reflected his ancestors and an old life that never seen results. He tossed the journal into the water and walked out of the park with his cigar still lit and smoking.

Literally a shadow in the world. His ancestors were unknown, and he had no ties. Yet somehow, he managed to prove himself and earn a spot in the upper structure. Hopefully, this will show others, new and old, that there are definitely opportunities in this world. 

Rev was his morning walk at the park as always.Smoking his cigar with long drags and exhales.There was no need to be in rush.It was his moment for now.

Then he saw Osiris threw something into the fountain and walk off from there.He wanted to say hi but there was a long distance between them.He got in to his car and left off.

Rev was curious about the thing which Osiris threw he needed to check it out.He reach the journal which was floating in the water with a distance that he couldn't grab it with his hand.So he searched for something then he found a tree branch with enough length to pull the thing towards to him.

It was a notebook or maybe a book.Rev couldn't decide at the first because of its thick leather cover.He opened it.Ink was mostly gone away because of the water indeed.There were a  lot of drops of water falling down on the grass .He tried to find a page which has at least a word or letter can be readable.Than he found one.

''I --- f--k-- up t -ere is no-hi-g - ca- -o  a-ou- -t.''  he was trying to figure out what is on the page then he turned the page again.That bunch of pages was at least had letters on them which have not gone off. 

''To-ay i we-t to H- -o ta-k w--h -he b-os.G--e me -n e-ra-d aga-- .L-ke i -m  a  n-w t-ug -n t-e str-et-.-hy c-n't i ge- s--e re-pec- !''

As he turn the pages they were only regrets written on them.No accomplishments.All regrets.

Rev did not care if it was Osiris's or someone else's.There were different man with regrets on their own words.Rev figured that out because hand writings were different.

And Rev thought that ''I hope i don't encounter with regrets like this .I am young but ambitious .Of course i will but i hope i wont lose my mind like those people.''

It was a pretty cold day, so Ravi decided to grab his jacket and go visit the streets, hoping to find something else than the usual complaining. He arrived soon enough, and to his luck, many new stories where being told. However, Osiris, the owner of the radio station, had caught his attention, as he was talking about how he managed to be the head of a family, with hard work and loyalty. 

He deserved it. And mostly, he was happy that the leaders of Chicago had seen it too. He still was in his det and he had to pay him back one day. He tipped his hat to the new leader and continued his walk around the streets.