The war was finally over, and Drake was chilling at his home, enjoying his smoke, and sipping on some drink. He had just gotten back from a meeting with his new boss DeadlySin. 

Drake had made some mistakes during the war, and now it seems as if his mistakes may be catching back up with him. He had slain some mobsters during the war, that didn't have homes. One of his victims had a tattoo, however. Drake didn't see the tattoo until after he ended the mobsters life. 

Drake didn't know what was going to happen, so he finished his joint, and decided to go out to the streets, and make a speech...

"Hello everyone. I am not very much known to many of you all, but I have a bloodline that's tracks back far into the past of this thing of ours. Anyways, I am not here today to make my name known, but I am here to admit my mistakes, and make an apology."

Drake took a hit of his joint, then took a deep breath before continuing.

"Our recent war has caused a lot of stress for us all. May those who lost their lives rest in peace. In the heat of the war, I saw homeless mobsters sleeping on the streets. My ancestors in the past told me about how during war the homeless mobsters were often picked off, unless a protection order was put in. I was told that most of the time during wars, those who lost their homes are not protected, it's usually only in cases of a crew leader losing his life, or a takeover. I didn't know there was a protection out for this homeless members."

Drake takes another hit, and another deep breath

"I've made a mistake. One that may ruin my life. I did, however, want to come out and apologize. I apologize to the city of New York. I don't expect my apology to make things better, but I do want you all to know that I do apologize, and I regret it, and had I known, it wouldn't of happened. Secondly, I would like to apologize to my crew leader DeadlySin, and my new family the Cowboys and Indians. I've unintentionally caused problems for you all, and I just recently became apart of the family. I apologize. Lastly, I would like to apologize to Brolly. I will be sending you a letter to your mailbox and apologize to you personally in that letter."

Drake finishes his joint, and tosses the end of it in the bushes.

"Like I said, I don't expect anyone to simply forgive me for my actions, but I wanted to come out and apologize. If there is anything that anyone would like to talk about, or questions that need to be asked, feel free to send me a mail. The mailbox is over there."

Drake points out his mailbox, before heading back to his home.