Ah, the Detroit Public Library. Even when he was getting shot at by TwelvthCL and his hoard of savage goons at least here he would be able to catch a breather amidst the inferno. It was a bloody time to be out and about, and his bodyguards had felt it.

One light point of this craze was that the Detroit Public Library was all but empty (though on second thought, that's the case most of the time due to the average literacy in this part of the states). The perfect time for an unidentified figure to steal a disreputable work of fiction! Void had heard rumors that the story his darkest hour was made public in this very library. Though he initially failed to believe it he couldn't help but have a look around just to be sure.

Void searched the library for a long time to find the scandallous novella but only after wandering into the "Classics" section did he finally find it, "The Spaghetti Chronicles: Volume 1", disgusting. The story put Void's most embarrassing moments on display from when Hobbs barged into his home, the "The Forest HQ Basement", and dropped spaghetti on the floor pretending it was some prize for busting him out from the local jail (because Hobbs got into a fistfight with a police officer again).

He opened the pages, was shocked to find an almost exact retelling, and silently snuck the copy of The Spaghetti Chronicles into his coat, never to be seen in this library again. Void was struck by it saying "Volume 1" on the cover though, was more slander to follow?

Distressed, exhausted, questioning what led her to this very moment in her week on the job, she was always the quiet nerdy girl that spent far too much time in a Library than beating up drop kicks, yet here she was living life under ground and pummelling anyone who gave her a sideways glance.

Chicago was deader than a door nail, most hustlers avoiding heat, the windy city was...dormant, Detroit much the same, though upon her travels she noticed architecture that tickled her just right, a Library standing unscathed from recent gun fire, a place she often seeked comfort in, gained excessive knowledge while just being at ease.

Picking up the pace she made way through some questionable puddles and taped off buildings and sidewalks. Till she stood at the door taking a deep breath before the smell of books comforted like a parent does a child, pulling her cap over her face to shield her identity though she highly doubted many mafia related people would seek shelter here.

She needed to calculate her next movement, she needed to think like half of these fuck wits. Her eyes scanned the sections "psychology" caught her attention, no better way than getting in their head, right?

Neoni scanned the spines in the psychology section leaning against the bookshelfs her nose embedded into the pages as the world fell away.

Having set up shop in Detroit, Justice headed down to the public library. His court docket was overflowing, and he needed to research items for the cases he was to hear. Not even this highly intelligent and handsome judge knew it all. Almost all, but not quite. The building was glorious, and inside was a calming and quiet atmosphere, the kind he preferred. Heading to the front desk, Justice began to enquire. 

Excuse me ma'am, I'm looking for a boo- 

The lady behind the desk looked up, glasses just resting on the tip of her nose. Any further down and they'd fall off. Not to worry though she had one of those chains to catch them if such an event occurred. With a purse of her lips, she exhaled a short sharp SHHH aimed at Justice. 

Fuck, this was a proper library Justice thought to himself. He'd have to find his own books.

He meandered along the aisles, busying himself with reading the spines of the passing literature. He could see himself spending a lot of time  here. 

A public library in Detroit? For some reason, unless Maddix had seen it, he would've never believed it but here he was, in Detroit's business district staring at the very building. It looked old, very old, around the 1800's if Maddix was to guess, somewhat run-down but surprisingly not as much as some of the other places around.

Looking from the building down to his watch Maddix realised he still had a fair amount of time to spare before having to return to Chicago and the one whose name ironically rhymed with "Hell". Another glance at the building and his surroundings, making sure there was no-one around that would recognize him, Maddix walked inside and was met with the very same smell that was every library regardless of wherever it was. It would surprise just about everybody that Maddix had been in his fair share of libraries and not for the sole purpose of destroying it or someone who was hiding from him inside. There was also the typical front desk lady that would gladly throw your ass out for even breathing the wrong way and chew your ass out for "disturbing the peace".

Ignoring the lady, who raised an eyebrow at him, maybe his shoes were making too much noise, who the fuck knew, Maddix walked on further, not really knowing where to look. He had a few books stashed back in Chicago, one actually needed replacing after a rather unfortunate "accident" more like "accidentally on PURPOSE" had Elliot throw it and several other belongings of Maddix's into the fireplace of their apartment some weeks ago.

Maybe he could find it here?

Harvey arrived in the dusty old Detroit Library. It was obvious that a blind psychotic had tried to tart the place up with garish shades of paint. Reproductions of Old Masters hung on the walls, trying to make a grand statement, until you realised that Hobbs had paid someone to paint his own horrible visage in place of all the existing faces, The Last Supper and The Mona Lisa where particularly disturbing, as was the reproduction statue of 'David'. Harvey was genuinely sorry he had decided to come here.

He went to the Librarian's desk and dropped a bundle of old Newspapers on it. He was aware that the best libraries always carried copies of the best Newspapers, so when he had found a load being sold by a Chicago Pet Store to line the bottom of animal cages he'd bought them up with the intention of donating them to a Library somewhere... alas this appeared to be the only library in the 6 cities. Whispering, he leaned over to the Librarian, who almost looked like Hobbs in drag.

"I have a load of old Newspapers here, real historic relics of a bygone age, I thought you would could use them here, if for no other reason that to soak up the piss of that old fart @Cobbs if he ever learned to read and found his way to Detroit. there's a Dozen or so editions of the old Chronicle plus a bunch of other shit."

The Coconut Chronicle, Vol 1

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The Coconut Chronicle, Volume 6

The Coconut Chronicle, Volume 7

The Coconut Chronicle, Volume 8

The Coconut Chronicle, Volume 10

The Coconut Chronicle, Volume 11

The Coconut Chronicle, Volume 12

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Turning on his heals, Harvey quickly left, choking down a little bit of vomit as he once again passed the Travesty that was 'David'. 

After yet another scrap with Void, Daiquiri had to find somewhere to wash the blood off her hands. Void was often trying to test his stealth on her pockets and no matter how often he would try, he would startle her into action. Thank god Void knew the risk to even dare put his hand near her pocket.

She came across Detroit Public Library. "This will do" she mumbled to herself as she opened up the doors and with luck spotted a sign directing her to the restrooms right away. She went and got herself tidied up before making her way back into the world of books. She had heard that the owner was none other than the Prince, Godfather of Summerlin himself. She always thought it was just nothing other than a rumour. There was no evidence that Hobbs even read the newspapers, never mind all the books that were on offer in that marvellous building.

As she was about to leave she spotted a sign above a huge wall worth of books 'Cookery' it said. Curiosity got the better of her, "Surely all these books are not about vegan foods?" she questioned a bit too loud for all to hear. "Ssssssshhhh" people turned to hush her. Daiquiri shrugged her shoulders as she went to check out the books. 

She started to go through the books and was shocked. All the titles she was coming across, were all books about meat. She took out a notepad and pen and began to write down a list of titles.

• How to Grill Meat!
• Meatlovers Chronicles 1,2 & 3
• Rosemary & The lamb
• Stuffing Recipes for Chicken/Turkey
• Sauces for Steaks
• How to pluck a bird!
• What wine for your meat?

The list was growing. She could hardly believe her eyes. All these books are on a variety of ways to enjoy meat. It was a treasure trove of it. She spotted Void coming into the library, limping. She almost felt sorry for him and was about to apologise but she got sidetracked with all the books. "Get cleaned up and come see this..." she mouthed towards him, for him to lip-read, whilst at the same time pointing to the books she was looking through. She could not wait to see what he had to say.

Hobbs was impressed with Harvey. It must have taken him quite sometime to compile all those newspapers together and it was an extremely worthy endeavour. Of course Hobbs suspected he had just paid his slave labour in the form of junior associates and receptionists to gather all that intel together, but he could still appreciate the magnitude.

"Great work Harvey, now the bathrooms have something to read whilst doing some serious 'business'. Since the 12th Street Toilets went my place has been bursting at the seams with all the deposits from local residents and mathletes alike!"

Hobbs was in a great mood and wandered into the main hall of the library. Whilst there he saw Daiquiri, the successor to twigs. Daiquiri loved all things alcoholic and tree based, and Hobbs was neither. That's why Daiquiri hated him with all her being. Why else would she bring a series of horrendously outdated and nefarious cookbooks? Didn't she know she was feeding hate crime? Didn't she know she was killing the planet? Did she even care?

"Daiquiri, thanks for this 'information'. I will file this 'information' somewhere secret, somewhere safe."

Hobbs picked up all the books and took them through to the restricted section of the library away from prying innocent eyes. 

Isabelle got to thinking it is a good day to embark on some quiet time. After hanging out for a day with a couple of energized and fun characters who go by the names AssChicken and WiggleButt she is just about worn out. Sipping her coffee, she was pondering how and where to take some quiet time. She got to thinking the library would be an ideal place to go. She could kill two birds with one stone. Get her down time and beings she seemed to have misplaced a recipe on how to make veal scallopini she could get a copy to place back in her kitchen recipe drawer. It's settled she would hail a cab to the Detroit Public Library. 

As soon as she entered the library a familiar aroma hit her nose. Somebody was on a lunch break and having what reminded her of her grandmother's beef stew. It smelled delicious. Moving on to her next thought which was to locate the cooking section. After a few minutes of searching, she was getting frustrated. Odd she thinks to herself. One would think the cookbooks would be right here near the self-help section. She wonders around a bit more coming up emptied handed. She circles back to ask a man who was returning books to the shelves.

"Excuse me sir, if you could kindly direct me to the cooking section, I'd be much appreciative."  He signals for me to follow him. He whispers, "I do not understand as this section here contained our cookbooks and I was not informed the books were relocated."

He blushes in embarrassment and apologizes for the inconvenience.

Isy shakes her head wondering if this was a bad idea. She grabs a book out of the self-help section that she thinks will be useful to her at home. She looks around in her immediate area for a place where she could be seated in solitude. As she slowly surveyed the area the aroma was still lingering. And seemed to have gotten stronger. She decided to follow her nose and seek out whoever was eating that delicious stew. Stunned at what she came across. She gets closer and takes another hard look at a man sitting at a table with what appeared to be a smorgasbord before him. 

"Hobbs?" When did you start eating meat again? "And why are you eating at the library?"

Void had been limping into the library after suffering yet another beatdown by his boss. Though Daiquiri could be called the friendliest of bosses, one thing she did not appreciate was Void trying to fish the change (and stray bubble-wrap) out of her pockets.

When Void initially spotted her in the library he was afraid that we was about to get a second round of pummeling, but instead of Daiquiri storming in his direction with a baseball bat she was motioning him to come into the 'Cookery' section instead giggling like mad.

Void was about to open a book that Daiquiri had handed to him with the title "20 ways to prepare Horse" before Hobbs ran into the isle and swiped it out of his hands, quickly throwing it together with all other cookbooks on the shelf into a giant burlap sack, with a speed and agility rivaling that of the late HeadCoach.

Void looked at Daiquiri for a second before shrugging and adressing Hobbs.

"Hobbs I am not fooled, I saw the title on the cover. I know you could never say goodbye to those well done steaks with ketchup, not completely at least. Instead of tasting them you now just stare at the pictures in these books, craving the chewy and not at all tender meat."

Void frowned and sniffed in the air, turning his head to look behind him. "What's that I smell? Is it... a barbeque? I sincerely hope this isn't the return of the mysterious serial-arsonist

Isa did not know what to do with herself today. She felt out of sorts. She did an odd job here and there. Spoke briefly with a few familiar faces. In and out of deep thought, she was trying to remember a quote her grandmother shared with her mother. She could not remember the quote verbatim. 

She grabs her bag off the bench she had been occupying for the last couple of hours and heads off to the library. Her time spent there last week to say the least was a bit strange and certain the odds of it happening again were slim to none.

She locates the section of interest. The second book she picked up contained the quote she had in mind. Having a history of returning books late, she pulled a pen and paper out her bag and jotted the quote down. She re-read the quote and decided this would make a great wall hanging. 

Mai next stop was Detroit Public Library.  Every city was in need of a public library.   It seemed that Hobbs went out of his way to make it nice enough. It had stained glass windows of an Italian renaissance design.  Inside the library were rows and rows of books, as befitting of a library, with an installed Dewey decimal system for the organization of the books.

She checked through her journals once more and still couldn’t determine if people were friends or foes so, she wasn’t going to go there at all.  She would just keep in tune with Hobbs hopes to educate the people of Detroit and show them that there was a path to a brighter tomorrow full of learning and useful trivia.

Isa decided her first order of business today would be to head out to the Detroit Public Library. She had not been to the library since the passing of HOBBS. Upon her arrival she was disappointed to find nobody was there but one librarian. This cannot be she thinks to herself. She must get word out this library will remain a part of Detroit for all to visit. 

She greets the librarian and informs her a marble statue of the great HOBBS as we remember him lugging all those vegetables around will stand tall at the front of the entrance. Oc course a fundraiser will be in order, so she hands him her number.

She checks out the two books she set out to take home and proceeded to her next task. Contacting LonelyWolf and Frank-Costello to let them know she is ready to go shopping for her 30 pairs of shoes.  

frank walks in and comes to the Detroit to take isabella shoe shopping how he hates shoe shopping.

" are we ready to go ive left my car outside "

Frank then says a hail Mary for hobbs and then he goes back to his car to wait for isabella and LoneyWolf 

The school semester was coming to a close and Regina_George knew that she would have to get some work done if she wanted to pass her classes after the last few months of not paying attention in class, but looking so fantastic every day and ruling over the peons that attended the school with her. Honestly they should be thankful that she let them exist within the same sphere as her. That Cady bitch was a prime example. 

Which is why Regina_George was at the library with a pile of books and notebooks. She hoped that no one she knew would stumble upon her learning things and doing studying like some sort of nerd. Claiming a table she cleared her throat at one of the nearby people and then looked at her chair, and then at the person. They quickly realized their blunder and rushed over to pull her chair out for her. 

Ignoring him she took a seat and set her books down. Pulling out Chemestry 101 she opened to the chapters she needed to learn, but then when thinking about Chemestry she started to ponder her relationship with Aaron, rather than learning anything of value. Aaron looked so sexy with his hair pushed back. 

Isa was admiring the amazing job done on the marble statue of HOBBS. It added a nice touch to the entrance of this historical landmark. Then her eyes became fixated on what appeared to be a vegetable garden. She walks over and sure enough somebody planted a vegetable garden. She thinks to herself what a nice touch. She must find out who is responsible for this brilliant idea. 

She enters the library to only find a couple people sitting at one of the tables. She smiled at them as she proceeded to the office. She had the envelope of cash in hand to offset the expenses that the library incurred. Once she left the envelope in the designated spot, she headed to the cooking section. 

Happy the cookbooks that contained meat recipes returned she picked out a book that contained 50 ways to cook a filet.

Magpie checked the contents of the letter as he stepped out of a cab and onto the curb. This seemed like an odd place for the task he had been assigned to, but then again , his cellmate had been an odd man in general. With a reluctant sigh, he trudged up the steps and into the structure itself, pausing a moment to appreciate the grandeur of the establishment, before proceeding slowly to the reception. His gaze drifted over the shelves and the handful of avid readers strewn about as he waited for someone to attend him.

"I'm looking for a book called Wieland and Memoirs of Carwin the Biloquist by the author Brown, Charles B. circa 1805 I wonder if you can point me in the right direction." He enquired softly as the receptionist perused the catalogue and gestured to a specific area. "Over there? Next to the cooking section?" Magpie confirmed. When the receptionist nodded he mumbled a quick thanks and briskly walked towards a secluded corner of the library. 

As he slid past the Cooking section, his gaze lingered on a woman momentarilly and he wondered if he recognized her from somewhere, before trudging on. His fingers caressed the spines of the books on the shelves before he found what he was looking for. He pulled the old weathered tome out and coughed as he wiped off some of the dust. Reaching into his pocket he opened the letter again to check what he was looking for. Magpie, with some trepidation, opened up the book and turned to the page specified in the letter. 

There it was scribbled into the margins a 16 digit number, along with a name Kazimir Petrovna. He wondered if these were the account details of the shell company in the Cayman islands that his cellmate had informed him about? Taking a moment to glance around to see if anyone was watching, Magpie tore the page out and replaced the book on the shelf as he folded the page and stuffed it into his pocket.

Quadir walked into the Library he like to read and he wanted to learn about the moors.  Who were they and how did they effect life in europe and asia.  He was looking for help but didn't find anyone willing.  He heard great tells about them but didnt know much about them.  He wanted to see if they came from the certain nation or tribe, who came up with the idea of raiding europe.  Who were their greatest leaders and what made them great.  He wanted to know why Shakespeare wrote a play called Othello, about a Moorish general in the Venetian army. 

Skad got out of the Detroit Train Station. As he walked out, he took a moment and stood outside the exit. He took a deep breath and started walking again.... He liked the feeling of traveling in the train, not much crowd, well when he was there, there was barely anyone in the train besides the conductor and bar person...

He was hoping to buy a automobile soon enough to start getting him around the city. He had an appointment to meet up with his BodyGuard Joey later during the day. He had asked him to meet him at the Cafe Shop at Roma's Cafe. 

Skad read a lot of books in his adolescence ages when he was back home...Philosophy, science books, anything that caught his attention and was interesting he'd love to explore. 

The lady at Cadillac apartments did mention to him that there was a Public Library near on the 12th Street...He couldn't see any signs per-say and asked a lady walking by "Good evening my lady, Sorry to bother you but was hoping you can guide me in the right direction for the public library"?

The lady was surprised for a second when Skad stopped her, but after his question she answered back with relief "Sure sir, just walk down like a few 100 meters and take a right and an immediate left and you should be able to see the big building which will read the sign Public Library"

Skad thanked the lady and made his way and after some walking and searching he found it. It wasn't the best outfit for a library, hell given the time and day, having one there was a blessing. Not many engaged in any reading or at least even going there. 

He walked in and started looking around...He immediately went over to the History section as he wanted to know more about Detroit and how it was Pre-war and who ran it and who did what. 

He picked out the Shining City of Success book, it had so much detail about the Godfathers and Dons who ran the city with peace and at times also when they ran it with blood...One thing he understood that was, for peace to prevail, war has to happen...