It had been a busy week throughout the six cities. War had broken out and Chicago, as it so often does, found itself in the middle of things. Although we suffered many losses, both districts stood firm and were able to emerge from the shootout.

Seanie was in his office when he was summoned by Godmother Ketamine. “Evening boss, I was just packing up for the night. Everything ok?”

Ketamine looks up from her desk, she was tired from the week’s events but had a steely look in her eyes. “With so many new recruits arriving on these shores, we can’t be left behind. We need to strengthen Chicago and make this place lively and welcoming for future mobsters to come and conduct their business.”

Seanie takes a seat, he knew what was coming next. “I would like you to take over operations in South Side. We have lost BerZerk and I think it’s time for you to have a place of your own. You’ve been a loyal RHM but it’s time to see what you can do”

Ketamine stands and looks out the window. Things were still being cleaned up from the chaos that ensued. “With your help, I believe we can make Chicago lively, entertaining, busy! Let’s clean up these streets, make the Windy City great once more!”

With that she passed Seanie a set of keys. He stood up immediately. "Thank you so much for the opportunity. It's always been a pleasure to work alongside you. I won't let you down."

Ketamine smiled a tired smile. “You know where to go. Thanks for all that you’ve done for the Feel Good Inc.”

Even though it was the middle of the night, Seanie wasted no time in heading to his new HQ. “Wow, this place needs a bit of cleaning up” Seanie rolled up his sleeves and began preparations to launch his new business The Celtic Cartel.