“Leo, I’m going to need to give you another shot.”

Leo Spaceman sat as he nodded and braced himself for what was to come.  He took the syringe in his hand and stabbed it into his thigh as he pushed the plunger down.  

Spaceman felt a sudden rush of adrenaline.  He felt the need to do that again!

The last forty eight hours had exhausted the doctor.  With his tenure at Goliath National Bank coming to an abrupt and unexpected end, Spaceman found himself determined to continue the operation by converting the now-abandoned office space into a pharmacy, determined to make Goliath’s most recent investment a lasting one. 

Spaceman took out the syringe as he sat at his study.  As the epinephrine kicked in, he shot up out of his chair and opened the door, nodding at his bodyguard.  He made his way down to the entrance of Goliath National Bank - the logo of which had an enormous “TEMPORARILY CLOSED” sign over it, and addressed the lobby that was filled with transients and representatives from the other six cities.

“Good evening.  There have been quite a few questions concerning the status of Philadelphia after the recent departure of Godfather Syndicate, a man that I admired very much.  While I intended on living my days as the doctor for Goliath’s staff, the events over the past weekend had other plans for me.  I intend on continuing Philadelphia’s residence in the Goliath National Bank’s headquarters, and as such will be reopening the additional floors of the building as business returns to the city.  Bank operations will continue as soon as our team of specialists can access Goliath’s vault.”

Spaceman took a sip of water and continued, trying to ignore the urge to fly out of the window from the adrenaline he had taken to stay awake.

“In addition, the medical wing of the Goliath National Bank will now be expanding permanently; and I am happy to announce the addition of The Pharmacy.”

BudKnight listened intently to Spaceman as he spoke about operations in Philadelphia.

Well good sir, I've heard great things about you. I also know that you were an essential part of the events of this past weekend that many who survived can thank. The passing of the late Godfathers Syndicate and HenriDucard was a tough thing to see as they were both noble men. I am confident that you will be able to lead Philadelphia into greatness. 

I cannot wait to see what you're able to accomplish. The rebuilding of organized crime across the nation is a tall task for everyone involved. So thank you for doing your part with the great city of Philadelphia. 

He shook the man's hand and then got back up onto his noble steed...

Ralph Stood in the doorway of the building, panting slightly. It had been a hell of a couple days. Now, to business.

"Grand old place isn't is." He said to Spaceman, Where he stood across the room. The fighting had done a number on the room, but nothing a little work couldn't fix.

"Guess I'll get started then. Lots to do to open these doors. But it will happen. In Memory of Godfather Syndicate, i will Reopen the Goliath National bank!"