Gianni was going over numbers in the penthouse he had called home for the past several weeks. Detroit had a cold he couldn't seem to get used to. That hasn't stopped him in helping the Ligambi network establish a firm grip on the underbelly of the city. 

The phone rang. It was Joseph_Ligambi, Giannis' older brother. They spoke in their native tongue while Joseph_Ligambi explained the situation of JimmyThompson vanishing and told him to get on the next flight heading to Los Angeles.

Things were flourishing in Detroit and the sunny beaches, bars, and food were reaching out with loving arms for Gianni.

He was on a flight within the hour and the future couldn't look any brighter