Kenny was tasked by his crew leader Dawson to find the current Summerlin godfather, the Ghost Cavalry had forced itself in the district for some time now and was doing raids on business, stealing rackets and busting up shops to show that they can't be protected anymore by the crew who used to run things.

The current godfather only known as The Englishman to Kenny was very slippery. It was weeks since the task was assigned and Kenny still hadn't found him. His troops were called back to the HQ but the man himself was not there, he was hiding somewhere.

There was a spy infiltrated in the Englishman HQ. He reported weekly to Kenny and seemed that the godfather was planning an attack on the Ghost Cavalry HQ. An attack that they wouldn't survive, because on the way there he was going to meet some allies. The attack was supposed to happen in a week. The clock was ticking.

Kenny reported this to Dawson, who got visibly worried. He told Kenny to take the day off, he was going through his contacts to see if he could find the location of one of the hands of the Englishman, and he did.

All they had was the first name and location. Someone in their crew had leaked to Dawson that the left hand man of the Englishman crew was going to travel to a racket controlled by the Ghost Cavalry to try and take it back. He gave the address and time to Dawson and the name of the man, Mateo.

First thing in the morning there was a call on Kenny's apartment in Summerlin. He woked up a bit hungover and answered the phone, it was Dawson telling him to meet on the Cavalry HQ.

Arriving there in a hurry Kenny was greeted by the doorman who told him to meet the boss in the garden. After a minute walking Kenny saw Dawson having breakfast beneath a tree, enjoying the clear air. He signaled Kenny to sit down.

"I got this." Kenny said confidently as Dawson passed the information. He grabbed a few boys from the HQ and two cars and traveled to the address to intercept Mateo.

"So, here is the plan." Kenny said in an alley near the racket where Mateo and his men was going to try and take over. "They've got more men but we have the element of surprise and a few bodyguards in the racket. Once they get in we'll have then surrounded. Just watch your fire on the left hand man. We need him alive." Kenny gave a brief description of the man. He was the son of a Japanese woman and an Italian man. Also he was the only man with Asian features in the Englishman crew.

Kenny's crew hid on the alley, it early in the afternoon and the attack was supposed to happen at 17:00 pm. They brought some snacks and cards to pass the time until they arrived. No alcohol, they needed a clear head for this. Kenny lost 500$ on poker as usual.

A few hours later they heard the sound of cars and doors opening. It sounded like three cars, if full it would be 15 men. Kenny signaled his boys to be ready and quickly whispered to them.

"Give them one minute to feel safe. The bodyguards have knives in their boots and I told them to surrender. Once we barge in they'll attack with knives."

The crew nodded and waited. Kenny counted one minute and started to walk slowly towards the front of the place. He peeked the corner and watched as they were taking people to the basement with hands on their heads. When they turned their back Kenny grabbed his revolver and kicked the glass windows, shattering it in a million pieces. One of his men entered through the window with Kenny, three went through the backdoor and two on the front door. All armed with Tommy guns and bolt-action rifles.

Kenny quickly pulled his trusty revolver, aimed at the nearest and held down the trigger without letting go and rapidly slapped the back of the hammer on the gun, killing two men, wounding another and missing three shots. The rest of Kenny's crew opened fire and in a moment, the Englishman crew were all on the ground.

Kenny reloaded his revolver as the bodyguards who were in the racket got up and checked for survivors.

"See if you can find an Asian man." They nodded and started looking and quickly found him with a bullet in this leg. He tried to fight the men off but they quickly subdued him. Kenny ordered them to take him to the basement where they produced cocaine.

"TELL ME!" Kenny growled as he punched Mateo in the ribs. The man was resisting, not giving the information of where his boss was. There was a few minutes of threats, punches and cuts and the man didn't budge.

"You'll have to do better than that." Said Mateo, spitting his blood with a smirk on his face.

"Well, clearly! Can someone who knows what they're doing interrogate this guy?" Kenny said while kicking Mateo in the legs. "I'll be right back."

Kenny left the room where Mateo was tied up, hearing the sound of more punches being thrown. He walked around the cocaine factory and asked one of the workers if they have a syringe somewhere. One of the workers told him to wait and went to fetch one. After a few minutes he returned with a horrible looking syringe with a mean needle. Kenny thanked the man and returned to the room.

"I remember once my cousin Gaetano did something with this." He shows the needle to Mateo. Beating his index finger on it gently. "He put this beneath the nail and pulled blood from there. Seemed to do the trick with the guy at the time. Let's see if I have the same gentle hands as my cousin."

Kenny knelt in front of Mateo, he showed the syringe again. "The needle is used. Heroin, ya know? Looks nasty." He said that while smiling, Mateo hard swallowed and closed his eyes. Kenny put the syringe beneath his nail and pushed. The man screamed like crazy from the pain and as Kenny started drawing the blood he screamed.

"STOP!" Mateo exclaimed and Kenny looked at him. "I'll tell you, but you'll have to protect me and my family from the Englishman."

"Deal." Kenny removed the syringe and threw it away. He lit a cigarette for him and for Mateo.

After 30 minutes talking they came to an agreement. Mateo would give up the location of his in return for protection. Kenny promised he and his family would be taken care of, maybe offered a few jobs as an associate of the Ghost Cavalry once his old crew was six feet under. The information wasn't what Kenny wanted to hear. Mateo didn't knew where his boss were, only the right hand man.

But Mateo did knew that the attack was going to happen not in a weeks time, but in two days. And the Englishman was going to be in the HQ organizing his troops for the assault. He told me that the best chance we had was to attack first before they met with their allies.

Kenny told Mateo to gather his family and gave him the keys and address for a hideout Kenny used from time to time, they'd be safe there until the deed was done. Kenny untied him and put two bodyguard to escort him to his family.

After a few hours Kenny arrived at the Ghost Cavalry HQ, it was a little after 1 AM and Dawson was in his office dealing with endless paperwork. Kenny knocked on the door to meet his boss with tired eyes, a cup of coffee by his side and a ton of work to be done.

"I've got it." Kenny exclaimed.

"Two days, uh."

Dawson had listened carefully for the last minutes to all the information Kenny had gathered. The thing is, after the late SassyPeach went to NY, a man had taken the opportunity to establish himself in Summerlin's territory, at the same time as Dawson. He was known as The Englishman and he was, in fact, from England. Named Robert Wallace, "The Englishman" had come from Liverpool a few years back. Kenny told Dawson that and other details, as well as Englishman's plan to attack Dawson's HQ. Dawson thanked Kenny and spent the next few hours huddled with Cirilla and Corey, discussing how to proceed.

A plan was put into place. Dawson sent KennyRusso and Vincent_V to hang out near the Englishman HQ and watch for the next two days. They now had a detailed description of what the two men - Englishman and his RH, Spencer - looked like, courstesy of some corrupt agents from the district. 

On the morning of the day the alleged attack was to take place, Vincent called Dawson's office, informing him that Englishman and his RH were at their HQ, with a few other men, probably getting ready. Dawson was waiting for that call. Many members of the Ghost Cavalry jumped into a few cars and sped towards Englishman's HQ, armed with pistols and semi-automatic machine guns. They stopped a block away and ended the journey on foot.

Two distracted bodyguards were smoking outside. They didn't even see Cirilla sneakly approach them and hit them on the head. Their bodies fell and Mick and Shimon dragged them inside. They encountered a few more Englishman's henchmen along the way, and one by one, they were being knocked out or stabbed by Dawson's people, as they entered the building where Englishman's HQ was. Finally they found what appeared to be the main office and Mike-Heitler knocked the door open with a front kick. It was a very heavy door, which prevented Englishman and Spencer from hearing the sounds outside, as they were both hunched over a wide table, studying what looked like the blueprints of Dawson's HQ.

Spencer reached for his gun but he was quickly neutralized by Everdark and The-Watcher, who grabbed his arms. The rest of the group closed in and held back. Dawson looked deep into the Englishman's eyes, who maintained an impassive expression. Tina and Karma had already taken his gun.

"You and me. Outside." Dawson said and turned, making his way back to the street. Englishman was forced by the gang to follow him.

Outside, Dawson's people had done a good containment job and the street was pretty much empty. Dawson walked to one end of the street and The Englishman was pushed to the other end. Dawson yelled loudly for everyone to hear.

"Your damn plan was to attack me in my sleep but that went south. I'm here in front of you now, this is your best chance! An old style duel, what do you say, uh?"

Upon saying this, he nodded at Dominick, who sent a loaded revolver sliding towards The Englishman. Dawson stood on the other side, his revolver holstered. The Englishman was a tough guy. He picked the revolver from the floor and looked at Dawson, holding his gaze. The tension between the two was almost palpable.

"Fuck you!" The Englishman shouted as he raised his revolver, aiming to fire.

Dawson, however, was prepared. His agile hand drew his own revolver and moved more quickly, firing first at The Englishman. The sound of a shot was heard and The Englishman fell to his knees, clutching his throat where the bullet went through. Blood spurted and the man grew increasingly pale, with an expression of excruciating pain.

"No", Dawson said, walking to him. "Fuck YOU." And he shot once more against his enemy's head, to end his suffering.

Dawson got into one of the cars and quickly drove away with a few other members. Some stayed behind to make sure there weren't any loose ends.

Dawson was now officially Summerlin's Godfather. 

A few days later, as he liked to do, he organized a party - a fancy dinner of sorts - at the Bellagio's Ballroom in Las Vegas and sent out invites to the several prominent members of the American organized crime, friends, business partners, politicians and police captains. There would be plenty of food, drinks and good music, as well as courtesy casino chips, to celebrate his new position.

Dawson didn't want to make no speeches or anything like that. At some point of the night - after many glasses of whisky - he simply took the microphone from the band and roared:

"I would just like to thank all my friends who brought me to this position. You know who you are and how grateful I am. I couldn't do it without you!"

After those words, he went back to focusing on food, drink and spending quality time with his guests.

Frank walks pass and sees everyone walking up to Dawson Frank writes a note gives it to one of his bodyguard and asks him to give it to Dawson as he was busy on LV and the Note reads Congratulations dawson. Frank walks off before doing he says to his bodyguard   he may not take the note. please be respectful. Frank walks off and gets into his car and drives off in the sun 

Everdark was late to the party as usual..

"Let's not make this a habit", he thought to himself in silence.

Again he found himself in front of Dawson's table, "A toast to you Mr. Dawson, our newest God Father!".

ED gestured respectfully, "I can't wait to see what the future holds".

Olivia smiled and raised her glass, "To the future, may it be bright and prosperous."

The rest of the guests cheered and clinked their glasses together. Olivia took a sip of her drink, feeling the warmth spread throughout her body. She couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement for what was to come.

As the night went on, Olivia mingled with the other guests, exchanging stories and laughs. She was finally starting to feel like she belonged in this world of power and wealth.

But as the night came to a close, Olivia couldn't shake off the nagging feeling that something was amiss. She had a feeling that the future was not as bright as everyone made it out to be.

As she said her goodbyes and headed home, Olivia made a vow to herself to always be cautious and keep a close eye on the people and events around her.  She was determined to stay one step ahead and protect her newfound place in this world.