|
Philly had laid dormant for far too long, so when news broke out that Premeir and his Spanish Inquisition moved into town, well, it caused quite a stir. The new godfather's name was on the tip of every dealer's tongue as they ushered junkies into their back alley offices. It slithered into the paid off police officer's wallets. The news broke the hushed conversations of midnight bootleggers.
The city was changing, coming back to life and a strong organized crime syndicate was building quickly. It wasn't just in Philly either, the Godfather's control swept out of the city into the surrounding neighborhoods, it carved it's way into South Jersey, right to Atlantic City. Which was a profitable stomping ground.
As Nuked stood on the pier in Atlantic City she could feel the buzz of gossip. She looked over the ocean, the breeze danced through her hair. It was nice to have this moment, even though she knew it would be short, to let her hair down and relax. Nuked's thoughts couldn't completely break off from the business at hand. Her thoughts flickered over the past few days. The move from Chicago, establishing Philly and taking the control from the small time criminals that thought they knew what they were doing but only succeeding on running the city into the ground.
Yesterday, Premeir had sent her to Atlantic City to make the final adjustments, sign all the papers and set the grand opening for the casino he was opening in the city that was always turned on. At this moment, she was waiting for the family's banker to arrive and the lawyer so they could proceed with the business meeting she had arranged today.
"Miss Murdock"
She heard her name called from behind her, it was almost in the form of a question. Nuked turned away from the ocean and faced a man, she recognized him from the hotel. The gentlemen she was waiting for had arrived.
"The gentlemen you've been waiting for have arrived."
Nuked smiled softly at him and followed him back into the Marlborough-Blenheim Hotel where she met up with Premeir's banker and lawyer. She dotted her I's and crossed her T's while signing the final paper work. Nuked then took a final walk through of the casino with the hotel manager.
The casino was located on the 13th floor, but there was only one elevator that would take you there. Nuked followed the hotel manager to through the back of the kitchen and waited for what seemed to be a service elevator. When the steel doors opened one would instantly know that this elevator wasn't for dirty laundry.
"We hope the Godfather will be pleased with the private elevator access."
Nuked nodded in agreement, the smile never lost from her lips. The doors opened to a very large space. On the far side of the room was a wall a windows over looking the city. As they stepped into the room Nuked could section the place off even there were no walls, each area flowed easily into the next. To her right there was a full bar, then the slot machines, moving onto the roulette, black jack and craps tables and then another bar with a some seating area.
"Miss Murdock, your guests will arrive shortly for the grand opening."
The hotel manager paused as another man approached him. A message was passed between the two and then given to Nuked.
"It seems they have arrived now, we'll send them up as long as everything looks excellent."
It's perfect.
She replied and waited for the guests to start to come up. Once they did Nuked made an announcement.
Thank you for joining us on such a fine evening in the Philadelphia area. I hope you have all found accommodations to stay in. Tonight I'd like to offer you all drinks on the house as you play all of the casino games we have to offer. The slots, the black jack tables, the roulette tables and craps are all waiting for you. And when you go home, don't forget to tell your friends to come visit us. It doesn't take a lucky person to get lucky at Premeir's Palace. |
