Al woke up with a noise, rubbing his eyes and groggily reaching for the bedside table to check the time. It was early, but he had to get up and get ready for the day ahead. He got out of bed and stretched, feeling the stiffness in his joints from a long day of filming yesterday.

He shuffled into the bathroom and splashed some water on his face, trying to wake himself up. He then shaved, brushed his teeth, and combed his hair. Once he was dressed in his suit and tie, he lit up a cigarette and took a long drag. The nicotine hit him like a wave of energy, and he felt more awake and alert.

He grabbed his fedora and headed out of the hotel, nodding to the doorman as he walked past. He was in Detroit, and he hadn’t travelled here much in the past few weeks. It was still a new place for him per-se.

As he walked down the street, he greeted a few people he passed, exchanging pleasantries and admiring the view. He recognized a few of his colleagues from the crew who were also staying at the hotel, and he stopped to chat with them.

"Morning, Al," said one of his colleagues, Joey. "You're up early."

"Can't help it," Al replied with a grin. "Early bird catches the worm, as they say."

"Ha, you're one of those types, huh?" Joey chuckled.

Al shrugged. "Gotta make the most of the time I have. Who knows when the next job will come along?"

Joey nodded in agreement, and they chatted for a few more minutes before parting ways. Al continued his walk, taking in the sights and sounds of the city.

Lucious was in Detroit the night life here was very good if you know where to go.  Lucious being who he was know where to go and how to get there.  But tonight he wanted to rest and read.  He got into reading as a kid and he learned more from books then from friends and late night radio programs.  He sat on the couch and slowly crank his rum and coke as he read a book by James Baldwin.  He had his radio volume low with soft jazz playing.  

Lucious was having a meeting with Calvin and Fred who were now dressed in suits and looking like businessmen.  He wanted them to visit a gentleman by the name of Riggie Davis who owned a few dry cleaners and a few pown shops.   Lucious wanted the guy to pay up on the loan, money he was given at his gambling house to continue playing he lost a 100k and now owed 160K and each week it was increasing by 15k just on interest.  Lucious wanted the money and if that mean's buying the mans business for 40 cents on the dollar and a broken jaw so be it.  He had two options all the cash up front or sale.  

Calvin smiled and Lucious told him he can break the mans jaw after he pays up not before.  He told him let Fred do the talking and he do the punching.  Calvin was the bold brother that wasn't affraid of no man but Fred was the smarter brother that held  Calvin back until they made money to keep them feed.  They both loved women and thats all they wanted to do was fuck and smoke weed.  Lucious looked at Cookie and Val and they knew not to get with these two brothers.  Fred had the address and off they went.    

Sal walked back into the Cadillac Apartments he looked at the old man in the doormen uniform and gave him a nod.  The old man looked at him and after a few seconds he realized he was looking at Salvatore and gave Sal a hug as he called him by name.  Sal handed the old man a few bucks as he went to his apartment with the old man pulling a cart with Sal bags.  It had been a while since Sal had been home but not that he was out he was visiting his old stomping grounds.  

He stood at the door as he slowly turned the key pushing the door open he smiled and walked over to his fire place.  He then moved towards the window and looked out as the old man unloaded the cart and thanks Sal for the tip.  Sal nodded and listen as the old man closed the door behind his exit.  Sal rechecked it and then walked back into the apartment and went into the kitchen nothing was in there and he laughed and called down to order dinner.  He sat his pistol on the kitchen table and walked to the sink and pulled out a glass to get a sip of water.  

when his meal arrived he was happy he ordered a cheese burger fries and a soda.  He tip the server and then closed and locked the door and before he could take a seat at his kitchen table he had eaten a forth of his fries.  The burger was hugh he needed both hands to keep it from falling apart.  He eat and drank his soda playing a little jazz from his small radio.  

Sal woke up from a bad dream he checked his body to see if he had been shot and shook his head.   He arose from his bed and went to take a shower.  He thought to himself he needs to stop drinking just before bed and go back to reading just before bed.  Having dreams that end with him dying was not the way to start a day.  He dried himself off and got dressed, looking at himself in the mirror as he brushed his teeth and smiled afterwards.  He then put tucked his pistols in their holsters and  then put on his suit jacket and headed out the door.  Today was going to be a good day because he was going to put some money on the streets and start his loansharking business.  

Sal was sitting on his balcony eating his breakfast that his maid prepared, Gino and the bruno brothers were eating with him, they where talking about the business of the day, the brothers were to collect for him Sal was a loan shark and he had a lot of people whoses payment was due that day.  He and Gino would visit the cafe and move some of the product out.  Sal also wanted to ensure that they made certain payoffs so that they can continue to run their small operations without hinderance.  

The Bruno brothers were enjoying the bacon, eggs and pancakes, with orange juice, Sal was eating an omlet and french toast with bacon and Gino had a bacon, eggs and toast sandwich.  They enjoyed when the maid was there and would make them breakfast.  Sal was finishing his coffee when he told them they would meet back at the club to catch up with all the information of the days events.  

Sal was entertaining guest when he was tapped on the shoulder that he had a phone call.  He when into his office to speak to the person on the other end of the line.  It was Nick.  Nick told Sal the the deal ent south but they had the product and Gino took on in the shoulder and tight.  They were at the house and the doc was on his way.  The guy that was to buy tried to take the product and he got away but four of his friends were with their maker.  Riccardo took one for the team in the process and they have men on the streets looking for the guy.

Sal told him to pay the doc well and keep him upto date on Gino and when they find the guy he wants him burned alive even if he doesn't have the cash on him when they find him.  Sal hung the phone up and told Tito to stay in the office and let him knoe if he gets another call.  Sal returned to the party and put on a smile. 

Sal was happy when the party ended and everyone left his apartment.  His maids cleaned up and they took home the extra food and because they worked so late into the early morning he gave them each an extra hundred dollars in their pay envelopes.  He poured himself a brandy and then took a seat on his couch and lit a cigar and smoked it slowly.  He thought about his future and how he could clean up his businesses to become more legitimate.  

Sal wanted to leave wealth behind should something happen to him. He also needed to find the right woman to bare him children to leave the wealth too.  He started laughing because he knew he wasn't ready for a family but he also knew he needed to get himself ready for one.  He finished his drink then checked the door to his apartment then closed his balcony window and then went to bed.  

Sal was sent to the motor city to help get things settled and help get the streets back under control.  The family from Deleware were causing problems and it was bad for business for all the families.  Sal sat in his apartment eatting dinner with his guys.  They also had rooms in the building but they came together for lunch and dinner after putting in work.  

They sat around the dinner table and kitchen table eating steaks and baked potatoes with wine and bread with cheese.  They talked about everything but the events of the day.  They wanted to forget about the issues on the streets for the day and days ahead.  Sal was eating a slice of apple pie and laughing as they told stories about each other.  

Sal took @Diva_ to his apartment for dinner, she didn't want him to see her establishment so he drove her to his home in Detorit.

He opened the door as she walked in he turned on a few lights and then locked the door behind him.  He walked her to the kitchen and she laughed as he took off his suit jacket and tie the put on his chef apron and then pulled out hamberger and polish sausage and then pasta noodles and then milk and cheese to include riccota cheese.  Then he pulled out garlic bread and red souce.   He told her to make herself at home the radio is bt the couch and she could pour them both a glass of wine.   He joined her after about 40 minutes he told her that the food was now baking and would be ready in forty five minutes.  He drank wine with her and they talked about business and thinks they wanted to still do in life.  

Sal made lasagna for dinner and called Diva_ to come and eat.

Diva walked around his apartment it was nice just almost like her apartment complex and she really admired his taste of the decorations he has as she noticed the blue she gave him he had it on him."Wow you can see all of Detroit from up here" she smiled as she smelled the aroma from the kitchen as she walked passed Sal cooking up a storm as Diva takes a seat watching him use his chef skills. Once the food was done she hears him telling her it was done and she couldn't wait to try it. Diva sat down and the aroma hit her in the nose it smelled even more delicious and looked delicious as well. 

"Thank you Sal" She said gently to him as she picked up her fork and bite into the hot food as she slightly burned her mouth for bit. " The food is delicious Sal I didn't know you can cook this great " as she takes another bite.

Sal tanked @Diva_ for the complememnts on the food, he told her that his father made him and his brothers learn to cook encase they never got married or if they did and they pissed off their wives they needed to be able to eat.  He laughed as he told her thats all true.  He ate and poured them both a glass of wine.  He told her he has cake and apple pie for desert.  

Diva laughed hearing his story about his dad"well your dad was a good man to teach you guys on how to be gentlemen " She takes a sip of her wine " I bet if you didn't you get more than an angry wife" She giggled as finished her wine. Before she could say anything else Sal told her about dessert and her eyes widen with excitement "This is the best night of my life" she thought to herself.

"Sal I wanna thank you for everything tonight" As she looked at him with a smile.

Sal was back in the motor city and sitting in his apartment when visiting.  He had just finishing eating breakfast, he loved breakfast on the patio watching the sunrise drinking orange juice.  He read his morning paper and now it was time to get dressed and take car of family business.  He was going to enjoy this collecting was easy and these guys knew him to be a man of his word and that they respected.  

Sal was in a dark blue suit the jacket covered his two shoulder pistols and the 38 in the small of his back.  His hair laid perfectly as normal and his smile was as beautiful as always.  He loved being in business suits dressed to the nines.  He looked at his dark brown shoes that seem to scream look at me I'm italian leather.  His matching belt was also italian leather.  His silver cross tucked in and his harvard tie set the tone.  

Sal walked out and headed to the lobby where his men were waiting to escort him wherever he needed to go.  

It was move in day and the circus was in town, TBJ walked into his apartment and gave direction on where he wanted his furniture and the moving men started moving his stuff in.  He did like heights so he was on the third floor.  He liked the apartment and the stuff that added to the comforts of living there.  Joker was not nutty he was crazy and robbing people and establishment was his thing.  He robbed the rich and the crooks and if they got fresh he would simply send them to the after world.  

He stood on the balcony and laughed as he urinated while drinking a beer.  The movers where surprised because it was noon and anyone walking by could see him and what he was doing.  Joker looked back at them an asked them wh be surprised life is what you make of it.  He then opened another beer and started drinking.  Krusty shook his head and finished tell the movers where the rest of the furniture went.  

There were still three months left on a lease at the Cadillac Apartments   Big Moe had lease for one of his sisters.  Spicy made her way to the office to speak with Hercules Mulligan, the Manager letting him know she would take over the responsibility of the apartment.

When Mr. Mulligan showed Spicy the apartment she was so glad it was on the opposite side of the apartment building and up a few floors from Big Moe.  Maybe that distance would keep her Father out of her business.

Mr. Mulligan told Spicy to please call him Hercules that with the apartment also came the responsibility of taking care of Big Moe’s sister’s pet.  Spicy saw a dog bed and likes dogs so I didn’t think it would be that bad.  He told her he would be right back with Buster.  She thought that was a nice name for a dog.

Spicy was shocked when she opened the door and Hercules stood with a goat. 

This is Buster, he said as he walked in.  Now Buster isn’t any ordinary goat.  He’s legendary. He was a gift to your father’s sister a few years ago by Big Beefy Bois, kin to your Boss Sniffler.  He’s very smart, protective, and no trouble at all.

He then handed her a bag with a white powdery substance that looked like cocaine.   However he does have one slight problem, he’s addicted and loves to snort cocaine. All you have to do is make him a few lines once or twice a day; he knows how to do the rest.

He looked at Buster.  Buster this is your new owner Spicy, she will be taking care of you now. To Spicy’s surprise, Buster came over to her and started rubbing his head on her leg as if saying Hello.

As Hercules left and she shut the door behind him she turned and said to herself, what the fuck I am going to do with a goat, Buster just busted out in sounds like laughter. 

Wait until BlueEyes learns what I inherited.

Joker walking into his apartment and as he headed to the mini bar he removed his suit jacket and shirt.  He poured himself a glass of Vodka and then walked onto his balcony.  Looking out at the world below him the cool air ran across his arms.  He was in a wife beater and slacks still in his italian leather dress shoes.  He slowly drank his vodka as he tried to clear his mind.  The phone rung but he refused to go to it.  He smiled as he watched the sun set while needing to refill it.  Joker was now a man of means however he wasn't made but that didn't phase him he wasn't italian and he was known as a stone cold son of a bitch that kills and stills for and from the mob.  

Joker wanted to relax but after todays events it was harder to regroup.  He had to put down a friend that took from the organization.  He had lunch with the man and they laughed and joked the day away, they drank until one of them could barely stand.  Then they went to get dinner and the friend needed to take a leak so they walked to the alley behind the restaurant.  It was there that the Joker acted killing his friend without laughter or a song.  He gave him a quote:

And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who attempt to hurt and destroy my brothers, and you will know my name is The Big Joker when I lay my vengeance upon thee.  

He woke up and realized that to day is the day he takes Tyler Durden for his money.  Today he makes that old man feel the pain of not just the lose of men, sons and a nehpew.  Joker has been planning this hit for a month and now was the date set.  He took his shower and got dressed in a purple Zoot suit.  He had a smile that he could not erase from his face.

He sat there smoking his cigar with jazz playing on the radio.   The lights were dim and his feet up on the table as he sat on the couch.  He was alone and had just finished his dinner.  He was relaxing and thinking about George Moran in chicago.  George took something from Al that belonged to a friend of his and that friend wants it back.  He was thinking about the hows and the whens and the possible surprises he may run into when dealing with the irish mob.  

Joker wanted to get the package back without dropping too many bodies that Moran would have to come back at him, the cops and the feds wont care about.  Gangsters killing gangsters wasn't top of the who done it list.  Joker didn't want to use his guys so he was going to get some people from across the pond to do a snatch and run then they fly home the same night and thats that with that, his friend gets his package, the guys get a little extra and he gets a favor from his fat for usage later.

Joker was in his apartment on the phone laughing and joking with William Fisk.  Fisk was now the underboss in his organization and making more money then he imagined.  He and the Joker were enjoying the fruits of their labor.  Fisk had someone that he wanted the Joker to meet but the timing was off.   The man's name was Tombstone or Alonzo Thompson "Lonnie" Lincoln.  Joker had heard of him through Hammerhead and Fisk met him through Hammerhead.