The motor city is know home to me BunBun the badass bunny mobster that came from New York. I flew here a day ago and so far the atmosphere is very diffrent. In Detroit there is a lot of diffrent faces around town, mobsters who I have never seen before. There seems to be a lot more street gangs that roam around the city. But the real business I want to set up is a brothel. I always had a way with words and a way to get the ladies on the street to work for me. It is a hard business don't make too much freinds doing it but i was damn good at it. I walk to this vacant lot where I want to place the brothel. it's in downtown detroit which is a lot better and less shady than most areas. But I know as a bussiness man that this is a place to set up a business. So I see the man I want to see come up to me. He is a 5'11 caucasian male with glasses and a black suit. He comes up to me and brings out his clipboard. 

"Are you Mr.BunBun?" I nod my head and he leads me inside of the building. It looks like it needs a few repairs, I need to tear down one of the walls and then repaint the walls also a few more things. I tell the man that I indeed want the building and I sit with him down in a back room. He tells me how the payment will work and how many times I have to pay it. I shake the man hands and then I leave the office. I walk outside to see three cars outside of the building. Then out pops a important person, I knew because the man to his right was holding his umbrella and the other mobster opened the door for him.

The man comes up to me and I know this is serious. I know I don't have problems though that I am part of Victor Dallas's crew and we are known as the young bucks in town. He comes up to me. "The only way that you can set up is to pay taxes to us every week." I then crack a smile and say. "You don't know this but I am part of Victor Dalla's crew here and if you don't want any problem with us you would not make me pay these taxes." He looks at his mobsters and then back at me. "I don't want to start a war or anything so I will leave you alone." He walks back into his four door car and rives out with two cars following him out of his spot. I crack my knuckles and then proceed into my car and start the engine. I drive out into the street and then cannot hold my excitement in when I think about opening the brothel.