Marcus listened to his Godfather explain his plans for the Chicago Empire as he lit another cigarette. He watched the red embers burn to life and inhaled the tobacco. He turned his head up to not blow the smoke into the center of the conversation and into the other men's faces. Marcus exhaled the cigarette directly at the ceiling and as he let his mind work through the ideas his Godfather presented him he took in the detail of the room. The ceiling and walls were paneled in a rich brown color only cedar wood could give. The Godfather had had this office for a long time, but if you took your time and breathed in you could still smell the musky scent of the expensive wood.

He let his eyes roll over the walls that held the Godfather's books, an office it was, but it might be mistaken as a library or den. Marcus then drew his attention on Premeir who sat in a highback to his left, he watched his friend put another piece of chew into his mouth. Finally he brought his vision back to his Godfather.

So I take it you're looking to expand Chicago?

Marcus left it open ended, his tone meaning a question only to make sure he was following along correctly. The Godfather returned with a nod and Marcus stood to grab himself another drink. It was going to be a long night and he figured he might as well make himself comfortable.

Names were mentioned and discussed thoroughly. There were many men and women who worked for Chicago who showed promise, loyalty and leadership. The Godfather wanted to make sure that those who had earned it, were given what they deserved. Both himself and Premeir threw out names, the Godfather even mentioned a few. The conversation road itself long into the evening and made itself comfortible into their night, until an agreement had been made.

Getting up from the plush chair Marcus agreed with himself that he had picked the best chair, aside from the Godfather's, to sit in, but it was nice to be able to stretch his legs. Marcus approached the phone with a relaxed stride, flicked his ash into the near by ash tray and picked up the phone. He dialed a number that was all to familiar with him and had his call forwarded to the man he wished to get in touch with.

McDermott, you've got ten minutes to get your ass in the Godfather's office. Don't be late.

Without saying a farewell he hung up the phone and returned to his chair lighting up another cigarette and relaxing again with a sip of scotch like nothing had even happened. Marcus looked over at Premeir who was chuckling.

"You interrupt his time with the ladies?"

Marcus smiled and grunted his amusement. He could imagine McDermott now, with a woman in each hand and one on his lap a few bills stuck in the pieces of cloth they hardly wore.

He'll have plenty more nights with show girls after this.

Just then a knock sounded on the other side of the door.

Well that was fast...

Marcus spoke, but Premeir was the one to open the door which presented Syrup and Katie standing side by side.

Ladies, I hope you brought McDermott with you.

Katie shot Marcus a daring glance as Syrup laughed.

"You wish."

Syrup replied and gave Marcus a wink.

"We were just heading out to grab some food, figured we'd be nice and stop in to see if we could pick up anything for you all. But it seems you can't be nice to us."

Katie stated coyly as Premeir laughed and Marcus looked to his godfather for the final nod that would extend permission to Marcus to setup his newest Captain. Receiving it he smiled and turned his attention back to the right hand ladies.

We'll have some celebrations in order, so if you'd like, wait for us in the main room and we'll all go out together.

He watched them nod and smile in agreement. Marcus could hear them walk down the hall in their heals, talking with each other as Premeir closed the door behind them. The three of them waited patiently for McDermott to arrive, well, two of them did. Premeir began playing with the pistol that hardly ever left his hand. As he watched his friend twirl it around in a circle he chuckled.

Put that damn thing away before you shoot someone.

Grinning, Premeir continued, and Marcus was only left to shake his head. Just short of what seemed like eternity another knock echoed through the door and when it was opened Marcus was a little dissapointed to not have the pleasure of seeing some more beauty. McDermott was ushered into the room and into the only open seat.

"I don't mean any disprespect, but I sure hope this is important..." McDermott said as he said hello with a nod of his head to his Godfather, Premeir and his boss, Marcus. "You should have seen these girls..legs for miles, soft hands, lucsious lips, tight..."

Marcus quickly cut him off.

While you've been off chasing tail we've been talking about ways to improve Chicago. The Godfather has a growing city in his hands and the best move we see fit is to expand his criminal empire.

As Marcus spoke he noticed the Godfather pass Premeir a large bank bag. Premeir tossed it into McDermott's lap. Marcus gave McDermott the nod.

I know I can speak for all of us that we appreciate all the hard work you've done for this city and that's why we'd like to start the new expansion with you. Marcus smiled. Congratulations McDermott, you deserve this.

Now lets meet our lovely ladies in the lounge and go out to celebrate. Premeir was the first to stand and him and the Godfather exited the office. McDermott you can call your girls and invite them along, this is your night.

Marcus smiled at his friend and walked out of the office with him.

donmorrison having heard about McDermott getting his own family decided to take the time to congratulate him.

Congrats McDermott. You earned it and it is always good to see another family in Chicago. May we all prosper even more.

There is nothing in this universe or another that can travel faster than the speed of light, but news comes close. Tongues were wagging, and the streets of Chicago were rife with the talk of events unfolding over at the Godfather's place. Apparently, the ladies were gathering.

Never one to pass over the opportunity for a bit of covert slap and tickle, Spuff hailed a cab and made his way over to his headquarter's lounge. Doffing his hat at an angle sufficient to imply rogueishness, but not so much as to suggest an inability to dress himself properly (he'd managed to keep that secret for years now, and plastering over the cracks was nowadays simply a matter of course), he strode through the door. Sure enough, the chairs were awash with the unmistakable cascading hairstyles of the fairer sex. Jackpot.

Inquiring as to the occasion, he learned that his good associate and friend McDermott had been granted permission to take control of his own operations within the city. A smile cracking his face in two, he made his way over to his favourite Irish mobster.

What can I say, this has been coming for a while now, and nobody deserves it more than you. People often overuse this cliche when a new leader emerges, but only rarely do the words hold much meaning. This, I think, is one of those times when they ring true though. Many congratulations my good man!

Congrats my friend I wish you the best

Hugs McDermott

You have been a great member of Chicago, and an even better friend.

We have had our times, where our blood lines hated each other, and were at war with each other.

We have passed that and our last generations have been great friends, and i wouldn't change it for the world.

Raises his glass

Remember what i said, To The Top

Wow you are a pretty intimidating fellow.

Hector stared at the man that was Mcdermott. He knew nothing really about who was who inside of chicago. All he knew was that today was supposed to be a joyous occasion. After hearing the famous Marcus give a speech and seeing mr. Premeir smiling a whole lot, Hector felt it needed to say something to the new man of great power.

Mr. Mcdermott, I know i do not know you very well or your important friends here, however i would just like to say that from the stance of this lowly earner from the Inquisition it is an honor to have you here within the city taking on a new role. I applaud you and all of your hard work.

Hector then shook his hand and waited outside by the car for when premeir was ready to leave.

Pablo was in his office when the news reached him that the Godfather was expanding his operations in Chicago, and McDermott was to spearhead the expansion. Pablo had never met Mcdermott personally, but had only ever heard good things about him. Feeling uncomfortable with a personal visit, but wanting offer his support, Pablo decided a letter of congratulations would perhaps be fitting. So taking a fresh sheet of paper he began to pen his letter.

Dear McDermott



Please accept my congratulations on your new position in this great city of ours. I have no doubt you will do a fantastic job, and help make this city even stronger. I have never met you in person but I hope that we can conduct business together at some point in the future.

Yours sincerely

Pablo

Sitting back he read the letter. Short and concise, that will do. Seeing as it was a nice out, cold but sunny, Pablo decided to post the letter himself. He needed a pack of cigarettes as well anyway. So with letter in hand Pablo donned his coat and hat and left his office.

McDermott, we've grown up together working for Marcus and I've to tell you it's been a real pleasure!
From the start till now, it's been a good ride. Seeing you spreading your wings makes me really proud.

Congratulations my friend! Well deserved :)

It was rare that JesTer came on the streets, but he couldn't resist this time as he heard one of his mate getting Auth to setup his own HQ.

It can't be described in words how much you deserve it, I wish you have a good time !!

Gian walks to the front of the crows after seeing all the crowd gathering and holds out a hand to congratulate McDermott

Sir you have been a strong member of Chicago for a long time even in my fathers journal it has been noted of your presence in Chicago. I wish you all the good health and luck and I know you will be a great leader Sir.

Catching the bag of money McDermott smiles. As he rises to his feet he hugs Premeir.

Those words keep me going my friend. Turning to Marcus he shakes his hand. We've been together since the beginning, clear back to the first day Jonnie setup as a leader in Chicago. Today we both represent Chicago as leaders and I'm sure Jonnie would be proud. Bringing Marcus close he hugs him.

Today marks a great day for myself, but most of all Chicago. It's been a great honor serving Marcus and Jonnie_Reese. Now, I get the opportunity to show my leadership skills for Chicago and my Godfather.

Turning to Godfather Roman he kisses his hand. You've given me everything, a city to grow in and now the opportunity of a lifetime. Our bloodlines have had the worst and best of each other, however no matter what my family has always done their best work under you. Thank you Roman.

Roman grabs Marcus on the shoulder and pulls him aside.

It's never an easy task to see one of your best leave the nest.  I'm proud of you for making the call, Marcus, and this is one of the last pieces of development I wanted to see from you before we took the next step.  Congratulations.

Congratulations hun!

You deserve it!