Dillinger strolled down the old timely road with a smile upon his face. A new haircut and outlook on the day made everything seem brighter 

Before he knew what was happening, he was jerked into the nearest alleyway and his mouth covered with a very firm grip; He had recently been in a brawl with the late Jester and his bodyguards in a very similar fashion. Dillinger remembered his fight or flight instinct while a bodyguard of his came pummeling the muzzle near Dillingers' face; He made his escape from the Right Hand Man based out of New York...

Freaking out initially; flailing side to side to get free he realized the fight was futile. The recent war had made sure Dillinger wouldn't forget his place during these situations... sadly his bodyguard was on a cannoli break in the local bakery in Downtown Los Angeles

Standing in front of him was a new face, one of the latest survivors of the recent blood bath; Alexus. She came out out of the shadows and signaled her bodyguard to release her loyal member; Dillinger. Upon the grip being released, Dillinger straightened his sport jacket and made sure his new haircut was still in tact. Looking over his right shoulder he noticed a burly man and a woman still holding their pistol in their respective hand inside the jacket holsters; He made no sudden movements

While looking forward again he exclaims

"Alexus... this is a bit of a off putting moment for us to secretly meet like this, I understand things have been very fragile recently. Please tell me you're not here to kill me? If so, I will go peacefully and quietly as any respectable mobster would".

The war still fresh in both of their minds, bullets flying everywhere and the screams of brave men and women as they lay in a pool of blood in the streets everywhere someone turned. The reality of Dillinger's words were very real, the amount of blood that had succumbed to mobsters hands.. it was impossible to rule out that possibility in his mind. Dillinger noticed Alexus' face become joyful and more realistic of the situation at hand. It was time to have a little relaxation in the day to day tasks; it was finally time for peace after days of mutiny. 

Giggling with laughter, Alexus nods to her bodyguard to slip something into Dillinger's pocket as a memento. Clapping her hand on his shoulder she smiles and begins to speak

"I don't think our old roots and how we came off the street is insufficient for me to announce your promotion in this way, Dillinger. The recent war was very bloody and very personal to many, however we have a job to do for Detroit. It's time we started rebuilding and letting this recent bloodshed try to not to tarnish the future for the motor city. Please... will you accompany me on this venture?" 

Feeling the bodyguard slip an item into his pocket, Dillinger reaches and grabs the foreign object and pulls it out of his sports coat... his eyes turn wide. The last two days had been running through his mind at a mile a minute and the young lad couldn't help but think of his fallen friends and how proud they would be to see him in a figure of importance today after such a large massacre in this world. Turning to Alexus, the confident man speaks with guile

"Alexus... This is such an honor, to own my own Headquarters and operation is something that no one can ask for but only dream of. I am humbled and excited at the same time. Thank you so much for this opportunity. May our families and headstrong attitudes be everything this city deserves. I will always be in debt to you and the city for everything it has provided me upon my arrival. Let's make this city thrive..."

Extending his hands to her, he welcomes a celebratory hug as a tear shed down his cheek. Thinking to himself; "This is it kid, it's your time to make the world a better place for the first time in your lineage. Don't fuck up"

Alexus extends outward and gives a warm hug to his friend, knowing this business just took an extreme turn for the better. Detroit will once again be born from the ashes. It's time to see what this city can provide for the world under new management.

Smiling up at Alexus after their heartfelt engagement, Dillinger begins his exit to his new HeadQuarters. Turning around before he is lost in the shadows; he looks at Alexus with joy. This war while many innocents died, the true ancestors and history of this world may change from this day forward. No longer will people be held under a yolk of the fear of war at their foot steps; let us begin the real peace and fulfillment this city needs at this time

"I think we will be called... The Devil's Work. May it be a reminder of what it took to get us all here."

Alexus had to smile when Dillinger told her the name he had chosen for his new crime family.

 “The Devil's Work” how appropriate she laughed.

Dillinger I am so proud of the way you handled yourself these last couple of days.  The sacrifices you made where beyond the call of duty.  

I am honored to be able to give you the opportunity to run your own operation.

You are truly an asset to me and the city of Detroit.

I wish you the very best and look forward to working with you.

Congratulations. 

Alexus steps aside to let the others come forward. 

"Yours are both new faces to me, but I wish you luck in the smooth running of this motor city. As the fifth official member of The Devil's Work, I can tell you right now that the HQ does not yet have a moldy smell. If it should continue to have sufficient levels of clean air, I will have to recommend it to my friends and family.

Although I know not what our municipal standards are regarding trash collection, I feel as though our current operation is above par. Moreover, the general community aesthetic admittedly leaves some to be desired, but I expect great things coming forward in due time. For final words, I say congratulations to you, Dillinger. Thank you."

ErrantKnight also whispers, "please don't take my paycheck," before leaving.

Waiting in the bar, sipping on his drink, he had gotten a call from Dillinger, he sounded excited, he started to think about the times, and what brought them together.

This was the same bar we met in again after so many years, Dillinger was my friend during our service in the Army, the war had taken it's toll on a lot of soldiers, when we were in, Dillinger used to always say the Devil will take care of his own, every fire fight, every chance encouter with the enemy we always came out on top.

I hit a rough patch after getting out of the service, lost in my thoughts, the bottle, the endless amount of pain i had inflicted, and endured. At one point i was ready to end it, a shell of my former self. I got a letter in the mail that day, from LA of all places, it was Dillinger he was starting a new "Business" and needed my help. I am no saint, don't get me wrong, but im not a fan of crime. I am a fan of brotherhood, and was going no where fast. I met dillinger that next week in this very bar, and he has...

Suddenly broken out of his day dream, a drink is slammed down next to him, looking up he sees Dillinger and smiles, as he pours them two more drinks.

"We finally made it brother, said Dillinger."

Nodding his head, understanding what Dillinger meant, all he could do was raise his glass

I couldn't be more proud of you brother.

Thank you for all you have done for me

Elearnor was walking down the street when she heard the good news by the local bakery with great cannolis. Running over she finds a man who resembles Chidi but isn't the same... maybe next time she thought.

"Dillinger, I am so happy I get to have this opportunity to work alongside you in the Motor City, we can do great things together and I know this is but a stepping stone towards what this city and these shores need. When I was a nurse in the Army during the war, Chon and myself got to know you quite well. I got to know your wounds quite well, I am happy we can all work together and stay friends even though the service will ultimately never leave us."

Eleanor raises her glass for a cheers while flirting with the man that resembles Chidi. 

"To us and the Devil's work!"

Truly great news arrived when hearing about this that Dillinger put up in 12th street, Detroit.

"Great things happen, congrats to the appointment to do this Dillinger, gope all go well and its great that detroit again fills up with people, lets make Detroit Great Again"