Sal called Alina to see how she was doing, her butler answered the phone and stated that the Lady of the house was out and would return later this after this noon.  Sal tried hard not to laugh out loud at his english accent.  Sal thanked him then hung up.  Sal went and made himself a sandwich and poured himself a glass of orange juice.  

As they rode down Woodward Blvd to the Cadillac Apartments, Swarles loved Alina’s beautiful new candied red Studebaker Champion.  She explained the he had inherited it from her Mother. She told him she thought that one of Salvatore-Lucchese relative owned the place but wasn’t sure.   When they arrived she showed him the Jefferson Lounge which was mainly for drinks and entertainment and the Madison Lounge which was a very nice game room with pool tables and a nice bar.

She then introduced him to Hercules Mulligan, the Manager and left him in his hands to give him the rest of the tour and show him the vacant apartments.  She told him when he was finished to come up to her apartment and let her know what he thought about the place.

Alina headed up to her apartment hoping that Swarles would like the place. 

Sal was standing on his balcony the night air was giving a cool breeze and he was drinking a seven and seven.  Sal was in deep thought.  He wanted to get away to the old country, Sal missed Sicily and the Family villa,  Sal switch up thoughts as he watched the cars taillights goingand the headlights coming towards him.   He had money and he had men ready to take a bullet for him and place a bullet for him.  Sal was on point for a person in the life.  

He had judges, lawyers and the local cops in every major city on his payroll.  Sal was milking the unions and business as the man that connects the two for loans and repayments.  He would threaten a strike if any business get out of line or refused him any favor.  He would take union leaders for a ride if they failed to issue a loan or fight him on striking.  Sal moved the white powder nose candy for a few of the families and his legitimate businesses kept him comfortable when he needed to spend serious money without talking to the treasury department.  

Sal heard that Alina was in town but she was busy so he just enjoyed the night breeze and the lightshow that the cars below provided as he continued to think things out.

Alina was really enjoying her new place at the Cadillac Apartments.  Because of Hobbs with the car dealership and the Mad Hatter she was in Detroit a little more often.  She was very happy that Salvatore-Lucchese hooked it up for her, she was so proud of his accomplishments.  She knew it was his destiny. He’s been hustling since way back when they were just kids.

She was a little tired and her muscles slightly sore from training with Mr. Gill at MikeTyson ‘s Iron Mikes Muscle Maker.  She soaked in her hot scented bath water for a long time.

Sporting her lace bra and panties she stood in front of the mirror and flexed her newly swole body. 

She felt confidence and prepared for her upcoming fight.  

Sal was in his apartment he was there on business.  He knew that Alina was busy and knowing her she rarely spent time eating so he hoped she would like a surprise meal for a woman always on the go.  He called and ordered two meals on for him the other for her.  He had them make and deliver her a rack of slow smoked baby back ribs with cajun fried fries and two dinner rolls and a large long island ice tea.   Sal had them lead them deliever a message.  

"I heard you were training and you might be sore so enjoy the meals lady.  Yours truly Sal".  

Hobbs had received a tip off from his close confidant BBB that Alina would be back here later in the day. He got into the room early and got it ready for her arrival. He knew she'd been training for the fight and would be devastated that she lost. Just like the last time she was here Hobbs got the bath ready with some scented candles and some bubbles. It was a lovely bath, fit for a queen.

For a King too, he took a dip inside and made sure to clean all his nooks and crannies before getting out again dislodging a great deal of the water. He strode around the apartment with a towel wrapped around his waist looking like a hunk.

"Let me know when Alina returns please" Hobbs said to one of his 180-200 bodyguards who were stood by watching him bathe. They were bigger perverts than Void was.

Damn it was hot in Detroit.  Alina was so glad she called Hercules Mulligan, General Manager and asked him to please have one of his maintenance people turn the window units in her apartment on for her.

When she arrived she decided to stop in the Jefferson Lounge for a drink, converse with Rob the bartender, see how things were with him.  It was early afternoon so he only had a few customers.   He her saw her walk in he motioned for her to come sit at the bar. She took a seat at the bar and ordered a Mojito.  She sipped on her drink while chatting with him, he left shortly to wait on another customer.  When he came back they chatted a little while longer and she told him she was going to head on upstairs.

As she walked through the lobby to the elevator she ran into Mr. Mulligan. He told her the apartment should be nice and cool by now and he hoped she was enjoying the apartment.  Alina told him the apartment was very nice and thanked him for taking care of the window units.

She turned to walk to the elevator; a man passed her on a walkie talkie and could have sworn he said “Please let Mr. Hobbs know MS Alina has arrived.

Hobbs wasn't quite ready to get out of the bath but he did technically run it for Alina. His life partner and syndicate friend (Despite the missing thirty-two million dollars) was on her way and he wasn't sure what to expect. The bath was so very relaxing, but he got out anyway and made sure some fresh hot water and tingly bath salts were added. Void had given him the tip about bath salts causing certain sensations and why he wasn't willing to try himself he thought Alina might appreciate it.

He dried himself off and contemplated putting on some underpants and shirt combo to greet her with but thought that was not very professional.

"Dancing in my underpants, I'm going to run for President...." he casually sung to himself before opting for something different.

He knew it was a good look, but maybe too forward for a candid meeting in a 'private' apartment complex with very thin walls. Instead opting for a fresh bathrobe and wizard hat. He couldn't wait to see Alina and hoped she was ready to discuss the intimate details of their relationship.

He poured himself a stiff drink and took a seat in an old leather chair in the corner that squeaked every time the bare skin on Hobbs legs made contact with the upholstery. 

Alina got a call from Hobbs asking if she would live to join him at his place for a few drinks and go over some business.  She couldn’t believe that he actually obtain an apartment in the same complex. At first she was a little reluctant but didn’t feel intimidated by him so she agreed.  She called Roots and Ashley to let them know she was going to his apartment to keep an eye out. They told her not to worry they had her back.

When arrived and knocked on his door.  When he opened the door there he was cad in a very nice satin bathrobe.  She just had to laugh at his gumption.  Two can play this game she thought and asked him where her robe was.  His eyes gleamed with excitement as he went into the bedroom and return with one just as nice but much shorter. 

She slowly removed her shorts and top sporting her lovely lace bra and panties and slipped on the robe. He told her to have a seat as he went over to his mini bar, fixed them both a drink then sat down next to her on the sofa. As they sat he seemed a little lost for words.  Oh no, not Hobbs lost for words she thought to herself. 

She moved closer to him, placing her hand on his head, slowing moved it down his neck, across his board shoulder and down his chest. Then bought her hand back up to his chin and bought his lips to hers.  She put her long legs across his. Her foot started at his ankles and slowly moved up his thighs. She could see his nature rise.

All of a sudden the phone rang waking her up.  Damn she was dreaming. She must have dozed off in her easy chair. She made her way to the phone.  It was Hobbs asking if she cared to join him for a drink and discuss some business. 

She was so flustered, hot and bothered. She told him not tonight, that she had other plans maybe another time.  When she hung up she rushed to take a cool shower.

For some reason Alina never showed. Hobbs gingerly stepped out of his chair, put down the hat and walked slowly to the bathroom where he blew out the candles. What a waste of hot water too. And in this economy! Hobbs was on the forefront of science and technology and knew what a valuable commodity water was.

He grabbed a pen and began to write.

"Dear Alina,

I do not know why you stood me up but you've left me here alone and unable to conclude my valuable business. This is hard. On this occasion I'll give you a pass, but next time this will be met by my special way of dealing with enemies: arson beatings.

Best regards

Hibbs Hobbs"

Satisfied Hobbs went back to his room. This was supposed to be a good night. Instead it was ruined.

Alina could have sworn she heard a knock at her door.  As she walked to the front door she found an envelope had been slid under her door.  She picked it up then looked out of the peephole but saw no one.  Inside was a note she realized from Hobbs.  She thought what’s up with this man and his notes.

unable to conclude my valuable business. Her mind drifted to her dream, almost feeling a little embarrassed at the thoughts, his telephone called interrupted her, she the one who was unable to conclude her valuable business.  Stop lusting after this man she told herself, it’s very unprofessional. Keep it business at least for now she laughed to herself. She wrote him back a note and had David one of the security team to please slide it under his door.

My dearest Mr. Hobbs,

Please accept my sincere apology for declining your invitation but you caught me at a very intricate time.

Let me make it up to you.  How about I join you for dinner, your choice of restaurants, and my treat?

Sincerely,

Alina.

Not exactly what she wanted to say.  She wanted to say why don’t you get butt naked and leave your front door unlocked.  Stop it Alina.

Sal was in his apartment looking out the window, the sun was out just after a long and loud thunder storm.   Sal was sipping on a seven and Seven.  He was smiling as he thought about his life and how he started out.  Sal wanted more but for the first time he had to think bout the government coming after him.  

Sal walked over to his couch and took a seat.  He leaning back and looking at the wall infront of himas his smile started to fade.  Then his phone rang and he just shook his head.  He leaned forward to pick up the receiver only to hear a voice at the other end asking him for help.

Mai decided to take her mother’s apartment at the Cadillac Apartments for the time being.  It had a beautiful courtyard with lots of grass and weeds for Buster to eat or hang out, plus pets were welcome.  Never asked what type of pet and I never suggested Buster pet was a goat.   Mai was still please she received him as a gift from Roco.

Well everything was going along just fine.  Mr. Mullins the General Manager even became very fond of Buster.  Then the other day Mrs. Mullins rose garden was a little disturbed and she was having a fucking fit about it.  Mai thought there was no way it could have been Buster because she locks his pen when she’s not around, but Mrs. Mullins claims she see him roaming around her gardens. 

Sure enough Mai was looking out of the window and saw Buster wasn’t in his pen.  She was about to walk down to find him when she saw Buster return to his pen and lock the gate back behind him.  Well that sneaky little devil she thought. She went down and had a little talking with him.  She let him know they were going to get kicked out of the apartment if he kept destroying Mrs. Mullins garden.  Buster must have got the message for he was good ever since.

Sal was looking for a good place to call home a place that met his standards so he could lay his head down and call it home.  Sal took a three bedroom and had furnature moved in the same day he got the key to the joint.  Sal liked the look, everything felt and looked right in his sight.  He walked over to the balcany and  lit his cigar and turned to Gino and Sammy and told them life was about to change for the better.  

Sal walked into the kitchen shook his head and told sammy to order something he planned everything but the food menu.  Gino said that Carlo could pick up the food he was on his way over.  Sammy made the call to order the food and then called Carlo asking him to pick it up.  Sal was good with the order when he saw that wine and beer was ordered with the food.  

Sal realized that things were going smooth even the shit he forgot to plan for.  

JoJo had Joe drive by the apartment building real slow and circle the block and park in front of the building. She had so many fond memories of visiting with her sister and her pet goat, Bentley. She almost couldn't bear it and poured herself a scotch, straight up and one for Joe, even though he was driving. They didn't have far to go. She was only here to venture down memory lane. 

She remembered the parties they got ready for, business meetings and extravagant lunches. How she missed Mai.

She sighed. She sighed again. 

"Still so hard to believe isn't it Joe?", She says, not really expecting a reply of any worth. Joe reaches for her gloved hand and squeezes it.

They both finish knocking back their drinks. 

Some time passes in silence and then JoJo finally says, "Lets head back to the hotel. We have that meeting this evening to get ready for. I'll carry a little of Mai with me."

Sal stood on the balcony wearing his wifebeater and dress slacks smoking a cigar.  As he smoked on he glanced at his pinky ring he liked the way the diamond captured the moonlight and made the gold shine.   Sal heared the phone ringing as he picked up his pistol from the small bristro table that also held his drink.  

Sal picked up the receiver and smiled when he heard the voice on the other end.  He sat on the couched and talked for over an hour  before he hung up the phone.  Sal checked the door ensuring it was locked and then he went on to bed tried from a long day of ripping and running.  

Rain finally made it back to the apartment.  Since the lease was paid up she decided just to utilize it. She heard the shit about her and Buster but everything seemed to be cool.

Plus she knew that Salvatore-Rosario and JoJoStiletto were residing there so that was nice.

When she walked into the apartment Buster looked up at her like where the fuck have you been. She just walked over to the bread basket he couldn’t reach, gave him one of his cannabis muffins, that would chill him out.

Detroit wasn’t turning out to be that bad, but she hadn’t gone through her first winter yet. She wasn’t used to cold weather at all.  She was really looking forward to seeing some snow.  She remembered some snow days in New York and it was rather beautiful, although the locals didn’t think so.

Buster came over and laid down on her feet, he had finally chilled out.  She couldn’t believe she would become so fond of a goat.  He was so smart. He even knew how to read people.  She would tell right away if he liked someone or not and usually he was right about them. So what he liked to snort a little coke.  She had no idea who turned him on; maybe it was that Roco. But it was all good; he didn’t pressure her about it. When she treated him to a couple of lines he was always satisfied.

Life was hectic but all in all, pretty good. 

Rain had become quite acquainted with Hercules Mulligan, the General Manager of the Cadillac Apartments.  She made him realize that a member of the organization’s money was guarantee money.  So he started not renewing the civilian residence leases, beefed up security, only leasing to the members of different families.  He had a charm about him, he knew how to question a new applicant to determine it they were in the life.

She phoned Hercules to have him set up a apartment for MikhiMusso.  He told her he would need an apartment in Detroit,  the Cadillac Apartments sounded like a nice spot.  . She asked Hercules just to use his judgment, have the staff decorate in earth tones, masculine. She gave him the information necessary to just sign the lease, pay up and handed the keys.

She didn’t know the exact time Mikhi would be arriving so made sure everything was arranged for him.  She would be leaving for the airport in a few and didn’t know if she would be there.

The place came with a lot of amenities to be so private.  Rain thought he would enjoy the apartment there.

Mikhi makes his way over to the apartment that Rain had set up for him, since he would most likely be in town doing business a lot. As he stepped through the doors he walked up to the desk and asked for the general manager Hercules. The receptionist looked and remembered that he had mentioned to her Mikhi would be coming through. She picks up the phone and reaches out to Mr Mulligan.

“That would be just a moment sir, He will be right down. Can I offer you a drink.?”

She says as they wait for Mr. Mulligan to arrive. 

“Well yes, that would be great.”

Mikhi says as he takes a seat on the couch and waits.

The scene was…..  

“Sir Musso, good to see you, right this way if you would follow me to your room let’s get you situated. “

Mikhi stands and follows the gentleman to his room upstairs. The elevator nearly went to the very top. 

“Ok This is you here,”

They walk down a long marble floored hall and arrive at his room, 

If there is anything you may need there is a tele connected to the front desk. Just give us a ring, 24 hours a day available.”

Mikhi walked in and looked around. He walked over to the bar and poured himself a shot of cognac. He sat and thought about his next move or even, what did Rain have lined up in the meantime? Being curious did nothing, he needed to get his thang started, and so he did.

Sal stood in the bathroom shaving ensuring he didn't cut himself.   Once he was done he stepped into his shower singing rain drops falling on his head.  Sal had plans to meet some of his friends at the Pitty Pat.   He loved his bar and enjoyed serving drinks from time to time.  Sal also enjoyed taking hot showers, the way the water hit him was like a relaxing massage.  Sal dried himself off and then went and got dressed.  Sal then poured himself a drink before heading out.