Streeby quickly turned his head back over his shoulder, he could have sworn he heard the sound of a hammer being cocked back. Not seeing anyone he turned up the collar of his coat pulled his hat down over his face a bit more and continued to walk. He was coming up to the corner of Centre St and Worth.

"Not long to go now, almost there just don't run. Your safe here no one would dare trying to shoot you outside the Manhattan Police Department building."

As he approached the imposing building he saw the man he was looking for outside. Streeby started running to catch up to the man before he headed back into the building.

"Detective I need to speak with you, it's about the NY families. Godfather Premeir just gave the go ahead for another to set up they have set up shop in The Bronx. And driven out anyone not loyal to Premier up north to Westchester."

The Detective looks at his young CI with tired eyes, the kid wouldn't be much older than a boy and yet his information was always spot on, but this time his gut was telling him that this connected with something he had found out recently. Suddenly it clicked...

"I think your wrong about that kid; all our reports have been that it's been Stallion and Lovegun's heavy hitters up there cleaning up any crews not recognized by Premier. The detective scoffed Hell even Stallion and Lovegun themselves have been seen up there leading some of their gangs into bars and gambling houses. In fact now that I think about it The Bronx police station mentioned seeing all 4 family heads in a coffee shop with Caius and another man. They tried to figure out what was being said but as soon as one of our undercover guys entered the shop he was made and the party broke up. Caius and the unidentified man were then seen entering a brand new Rolls-Royce with another man inside. By the looks of it a few quick words were exchanged then the car sped off in the direction of downtown Manhattan. We think the man in the car was this 'Godfather Premeir' you always speak of but nothing leads us to believe there is a ruler of all crime and vice in NYC, it's too farfetched."

A taxi screeched around the corner as Streeby was trying to collect his thoughts, his head snapped around and his hand shot into the belt of his pants. Gripping the familiar handle of his 1911 Streeby's eyes locked onto the taxi and follow it as he went past them and continued on its journey. Streeby collected his thoughts mentally, he would have to present this line or argument clearly if he was going to convince the police of the new threat Premeir and his network of families posed to the NYPD and the government. He took a deep breath and started his reply

"I know you don't believe me Detective but I'm telling you the truth, Premeir learnt his trade in Chicago under Roman and then left to set up shop after the series of murders that plagued this city a few months ago. Surely you know of the war that claimed the Leopards. the detective nodded, still not quite believing this snitch Well after that Premeir set up shop here in NYC and each of his recognized families has taken up an area of NY as their territory. Stallion took Hells Kitchen and rarely leaves the area unless there is need of his hitters. Lovegun and Premeir tend to move around a lot depending on where they are needed but they both have HQs close to each other in the Midtown area. Dementor tends to stay in the Brooklyn area unless Premeir has need of him. Now while Premier doesn't directly control any of the areas he still oversees the defense and wellbeing of NY as a whole. The meeting your Bronx police saw was a planning meeting with the existing heads of the 4 families and Premeir's RHM Caius, the 6th man you didn't recognize was the man Premeir picked to clean out The Bronx and to cement his iron fist control of NYC. His name is Cadoras, and with the support of just not Stallion and Lovegun's hitters but recognized hitters from all of the families he has managed to clean out The Bronx of anyone who would question Premiers control of New York. And with his blessing he has set up his family there and he is calling the"

…Cadoras felt the rifle kick against his shoulder cycled a fresh round and waited, it was clear from the roof top he was on that he had taken out the snitch. Now the only question was whether he should put another round in him, proper message job as his boss would say. In the space of seconds he decided his next course of action. He quickly and efficiently wiped the rifle down and left it on the roof top. While there was still havoc down in the streets he climbed down off the building and walked through some of the back alleys, he turned the collar on his coat up…it wouldn't do much he realized but anything to help disguise his face a bit. After what seemed like a year he reached the corner where the car was parked. Resting against the hood was a man having a smoke seemingly oblivious to the chorus of police sirens coming from a few blocks away. Cadoras approached his new RH and nodded a greet.

DonnieBrasco opened one of the car doors and got into the driver's seat and started the car. Cadoras climbed into the back seat, only to see that he wasn't the only one inside the car. Godfather Premeir was seated calmly reading something, when Cadoras got in he turned to the newly made man.

"You better not of fucked it up, that rat knew more about my enterprise than most of my capos. If he managed to survive…I don't care where they put him it will be your job to go and see that its dealt with."

The godfather reached into his pocket and fished out a set of keys, he twirled the keys over his fingers before adding

"Here are the keys to that building in The Bronx, remember I expect to be paid my share of the taxes you claim promptly each fort-night. And remember my main rule…"

Cadoras took the keys and handed over a glass of whisky he had poured to his Godfather with a serious face and a respectful nod he repeated the words that were engrained in both his and his father's minds from day one

"Don't fuck up"

The Godfather and ruler of all crime and vice in the greater NY area nodded as they chinked the glasses together and drank, celebrating Cadoras' new family as much as they were celebrating Premeir's new strangle hold on NY.

"Donnie take Cadoras to his new home." Turning to Cadoras as the car sped off he asked casually "You know you never told me what you were going to call your family."

Cadoras gave his best smart ass grin, he knew he would only get away with this on this one day turning to his Boss he said happily

"No I guess I didn't"

I wish you the best of luck friend in your ventures in the bronx!

I am sure you will do a grand job, live long and prosper!

Congratulations Cadoras! Ill let everyone in Republik know to head over to NewYork and look out for the celebratory kangaroo racing! ;)

Great to see our city grow.

Congratulations and best of luck to set up shop in the bronx, Cadoras. If any of those local gangs give you any problems, give me a shout.

Oh Cadoras my dear friend. I couldn't be happier to see you reach heights your father just missed out though I'm sure he would be damn proud looking down on you right now, or looking up. Hell either way he would be kicking it back and having a time of his life. My boys in Hell Kitchen are looking forward to having the Bronx under Godfather Premeirs control and I am sure you will do your utter most to enforce his control to the rest of New York. A salute to you my friend, welcome to the bold ranks of New York.

The hulkster high fives Cadoras and smiles at the guy. He fixes boots and bandanna and then begins to speak.

You know something dude i just want to tell you that i go out of my way to make sure men and women that come off the boats from wherever they come from are a fan of Hogan! I make sure they have a place to lie their head down and sleep at night and so on so forth compadre! But this is what i wanted to say dude, I have never met so many men and women excited to work for someone amigo! It would be a huge diservice to you dude if i didnt tell you that! So even though i never had the honor Man I just want to wish you the greatest of luck within your crew and hope you have one hell of a ride doing it brother!

The hulkster presents Cadoras with an autograph picture of himself and gives him a Hulk-A-Mania t-shirt.