The bullets had been flying for many hours before they had finally stopped, giving Luis the opportune moment to leave the homeless shelter and finally head back to his club. The buildings surrounding it were all filled with bullet holes, the glass crunching beneath his feet as he stepped out of the car in front of the building. He let off a deep sigh before closing the door behind him and lighting up a cigarette he pulled from his pack of Lucky Strikes.

Exhaling the smoke, he slowly stepped through the front door of the place that was left wide open, he gently pushed the sign to the side that was still barely standing as you entered, it gave away at his slightest touch before it fell to the floor and shattering the glass more. It was at that moment his dear friend and hand Makima walked through the front door. He turned his gaze to her and grinned.

"Looks like we got some work to do.."

He took another drag off his cigarette before turning back around and heading back up to his office. The Fortuna Club would need some work, but under the management of Patangeli Inc it was surely going to bounce back.