Aug 31 1955, it was a glorious time for this thing of ours. Families all across the nation were working together and business was good. It was especially good for Uncle Joe and the Ligambi crime family, the Ligambi's were considered to be an ivy league family of organized crime in the criminal underworld. Uncle Joe was a man who worked with everyone all across the nation and was close with men of honor throughout all the territories. 

When Uncle Joe received word of an appending rift potentially developing in Detroit among various street gangs and unaffiliated gangsters he wasted no time in reaching out to his fellow commission members in an effort to help establish a hold on the city for this thing of ours.

Detroit had fallen on hard times. Once a thriving city with organized commission backed families it had sputtered out into almost a lawless city with no organization or structure. It was what mobsters referred to as an open city. A city that was ripe for expansion.

Intending to plant his flag there, Uncle Joe met with one if his top men to pave the way for the family there. Matteo Denaro was a loyal and talented mafiosi that worked closely with Uncle Joe. He had been in various crews within the Ligambi family and was well known and liked by all. He carried the support of the troops. He was a solid choice to head a crew in Detroit for the family and help ward off any rival gangs that may wanna set up shop.

Matteo Denaro also had the support of the commission. He was backed by all with vested interests in the city. He would no doubt make Uncle Joe proud and establish secure footing in the motor city.

The business in Detroit had been rocky ever since the deaths of the leaders living there, basically a wasteland with a bunch of slums. There was some new crew running around but they were not even fledged in our business and did not belong and everyone knew it. As he ate his morning bacon and pancakes he took a drink of orange juice as one of his advisors told him about the move his friend Joseph_Ligambi was making to put a legit strong leader back in Detroit. This move would hopefully create some stability and long term drug routes for everyone and even brighten the place up a bit and he was happy as he finished his food and opened up a box of fine cigars picking through them 

Great news from the west coast and glad to see MatteoDenaro making his moves to get some new buildings up quickly. We have all experienced a lot lately from the wars, to the rogues to the godlike leaders who showed up on our streets and started attacking everyone's HQ forts and hopefully this is one of the first steps to securing a strong and stable future for everyone. 

As he finished a few thoughts he looked out of his window and noticed all the people on the streets buzzing around. It was a warm Saturday morning and because of the holiday weekend the streets were booming, just like across the nation hopefully soon

Kenny personally escorted MatteoDenaro through the streets of Detroit, hoping to keep him safe from gangsters trying to make a name for themselves. His presence was enough to scare any wannabe assassins. They walked around the streets of Bricktown, making plans and talking about interesting hotspots where businesses could be set up.

Kenny did not have the chance to protect Ira from his own stupidity. The man vanished from the group and a few minutes after, Kenny found him beat up in an alley. When asked, he told him he tried pickpocketing someone and got his ass handed to him. Kenny helped him up and laughed at his face. He continued doing so for a minute. Then they returned to the group.

After reaching the new headquarters, Kenny asked Matteo for a word in private.

"So, here we are. Your new home." Kenny reached inside his jacket, pulled out an envelope and handed it to Matteo. "Don't hesitate to contact me if you need help with anything. And don't open this until I leave.

Kenny hugged his friend and left the headquarters to catch a plane back to Los Angeles.

Matteo opened the envelope and there was 3 dollars inside.