The night was just beginning in Detroit. It was a nice cool evening and the flow of people through the city was intense. Meanwhile, a interesting event was taking place in Crowne Plaza Hotel. The place's ballroom had been reserved that night by the Russo cousins and it was full with guests. The decor was as simple as possible and the whole place was very well ventilated and lightly lit, creating a pleasant atmosphere for those present. In the center, the tables were lined up forming a "U", though all the guests were still being greeted and talking to each other around it, while attentive waiters served them drinks.

There were many important people from America's criminal underworld. Friendly bosses, capos and soldiers of criminal organizations all over the country, and even some prominent associates of that thing of theirs. Also, some esteemed judges and important corrupt police chiefs. Everyone there because the old mob boss @Giuseppe_Ligambi, also known as Uncle Joe, had announced an expansion in his organization that very day: his long time associate, Kenneth "Kenny the psycho" Russo and his cousin Gaetano "Fra Diavolo" Russo, also know as the Russo cousins, would be setting a caporegime to the Ligambi Crime Family in Corktown. 

 When all the guest arrived, Uncle Joe himself invited them to sit down. In a few moments, dinner would be served. Everyone settled down. A true mobster knows how to enjoy a good dinner. However, Kenneth Russo, who was wearing a simple but very well cut black suit, hit his glass with the spoon a few times drawing attention to himself and standing up.

"I would like to say a few words before we start eating. For those who do not know me yet, my name is Kenneth Russo. This is my cousin, Gaetano," - he pointed to his right side, where his cousin was sitting - "and we would like to thank all of you for coming here today. Also, we would like to thank Uncle Joe for his trust on us. I want to make sure that all of us here can build and maintain a lasting friendship and work together for a long time."

He paused briefly as he looked into the faces of everyone staring at him. Some were old acquaintances, but some were potential friends which he would still get to know better. 

"It was not supposed to be me here today. It was supposed to be my brother, Anthony. But he got killed a few days ago in a "rogue" situation, so I was asked to take his place. I will do my best to make my Don proud and help the city of Detroit grow even stronger in this thing of ours." Kenny breathed heavily. The loss of his brother was still hard for him. "I will not hold you for much longer. Do you want to say something Gaetano?"

As his cousin just shook his head, he continued.

"Ok, let's eat then! Salute!"

He lifted his glass in a toast. Most of them there knew that Kenny was not the best with words or speeches. While everyone toasted, the waiters began to bring the food, filling the whole table with the vast italian banquet. The conversation began to take over the place again as the guests served themselves and started eating. After they had eaten, they all remained in place, fraternizing and talking. The night was just beginning.

Pietro walked up slowly to kenny one hand on his pistol one eye constantly scanning the crowds around them, eventually making his way over with a smile he embraced Kenny warmly and spoke quietly.

"Congratulations my friend you earned this forsure and I wish you lots of luck."

Haseo sat quietly, enjoying the ceremony and listening to the speeches given. As soon as the events of the ceremony concluded, Haseo made his way up to Kenneth Russo to send his regards. 

"Congratulations Mr. Russo! I wish you the best of luck!" Haseo says with a friendly smile before returning back to his table to the fresh food that was being brought out.

"Thank you, brother." Kenny says to Pietro_Savastanos. He kiss the man on the cheek out of respect then adds. "I hope you enjoy the feast, eat all you can!" He giggles at the end as he sees Pietro heading for a chair.

After some minutes, Kenny looks at Haseo approaching him, he quickly gets up with a smile on his face, while listening to the man, Kenny nods in respect and says.

"Thanks friend. I look forward on working with you. We can make this city even greater, all of us together." Kenny shakes Haseo's hand then takes a seat again, he takes a sip from his whiskey while seeing all the people enjoying their time together.

Gaetano was quiet for most of the night. He was still a newcomer to America and many things were totally new to him, so most of the time he played his role as an observer. It was also true that he and his cousin were not best friends, but they were family, above all else, and the whole purpose of Gaetano's coming to America was precisely to help the cousins ​​- which now were only one - in their operation under Don Ligambi.

He ate voraciously, drank a few and even talked to some people, getting some new connections. At some point of the night, he approached his cousin and hugged him. It was a much more harsher than affectionate hug, but it would certainly convey the desired firmness he wanted to show.

"Count on me, cugino" he said, staring hard at his cousin. Then he kissed Kenny's both cheeks, in the sicilian manner.