Provenzano had been semi retired most of his life. He was relaxed about life as a mafiosa but loved the buzz of making big money and organising crimes when he needed too.

Life in his world was turning crazy, bodies were being found on a daily basis and some order needed to resume.

Nuccio was a man of few words but when he spoke everyone listened. He had organised the meeting in the early hours of the morning and as Provenzano waited, a shiny limo drove slowly up to him. The window came down and he was handed a note from the Godfather chairman of Detroit

'We need you to bring peace, order and help make this place great again. Go do us proud and make Corktown your own'

Before Provezano could finish the sentence the window went back up and the vehicle left vicinity, like it was never there

And just like that a new crew was born