There I sat overlooking the vineyards for the last time. I thought I was done, but I guess in my line of work you never really are. Tomorrow Johnny_Bravo and I leave for Philly.

I'd done my time and worked under a couple of different bosses. After the regime change back in October I didn't see much need to stay in America. Never had much interest in being the top dog... I preferred my freedom, going where I was needed, taking out the threats with ease and not being attached to anything other than my weapon of choice. I'd honed my craft to a level I never needed a crew to get my job done.

I grew bored though and needed something to keep myself busy. The boss didn't want to lose touch so I stayed available in the old country tying up loose ends and occasionally making my presence known in America. They even set me up overseeing the family's vineyard. Life was quiet and simple. Take out a few rogues, make sure the vineyard runs smooth, and spend the evenings in my villa keeping my weapon ready and occasionally having a little taste test of the wine we produced.

Like I said life was good there. There was order amongst the cities, business was easy, but with danger seeming distant on the horizon perhaps some were too relaxed. A few bad grapes will sour your wine when not tended too. Someone had been a little too carefree when tending to our American vineyards if you get what I'm saying...

Then Johnny_Bravo showed up and I got the telegram...

Multiple Godfathers are dead, Philly is half empty and someone needed to take the reigns. I'd never worked directly under Spike but he admired my "handy work" from my time with his father and the likes of Teyla, DangerClose, and AdamSmasher, and he kept me close. He had a proposal for me and it would be rude to ignore such a request after he made my transition to retirement seamless. After all the wine I sit here sipping is made on his family's land. But  true to the nature of a man in power the guy's on vacation! Something about the American west and gold and opportunities and a need for adventure Yada Yada Yada. Kids these days. I love Cali but the rest is just desert and rocks. Don't know what that kid was looking for. Any way back to business. We got a mess on our hands and Spike needs the right guys to clean it up. He tells me he has a plan but he needs me to start a new crew in Philly. One that knows how to make things happen... efficiently.

He sent me this kid, Johnny_Bravo to be my left hand man. My guy Sinner is also back in business and is going to help me see this through as my right hand man.

"Are you ready kid?" I asked Johnny_Bravo. We'd spent the day talking as he told me of the new changes and manners of the business nowadays. I told him of times past and the history of us coming to power. We laughed and shared good food but now we must lay the foundation for our newly shared interest. 

"Tomorrow we leave for Philly on one of those flying tin cans." I hate planes. What's wrong with a good old fashion boat ride? It would definitely give me more time to plan and get to know my left hand. I guess it doesn't matter. The boss is still on vacation and I've got work to do. The kid seems like a good egg and just needs the right teacher and I'm eager to see my old pal Sinner. Rome wasn't built In a day but I'll be damned if this new thing of ours isn't running in a week. 

"What are we gunna call ourselves?" asked Johnny_Bravo. "Criminati"