While roaming through Detroit, Mercury took a trip to Belle Isle. This beautiful island between Detroit and Canada was a true gem. While roaming the isle, she found an old, established business up for sale. She walked inside the main building and went in search of the owner. She was told he would not be available for an hour. He was out on the lake wining and dining some executives from out of town.

Mercury hoped she had not missed her opportunity. She decided to look around the grounds and docks while she waited. With the club's proximity to Canada, this was the perfect business. She could rent boats out for smuggling goods across the boarder while running a legitimate business.

The property was vast. The possibilities seemed endless. There was a restaurant with a spectacular deck overlooking the docks, an Olympic size pool, a ballroom, a theater where shows were performed and movies could be shown, tennis courts and beautiful gardens surrounding the property.

When Mercury returned, she was taken to the owner. She was informed the club owned several motor boats, leased out boat slips, and the women had recently started a sailing club where they raced the catboats owned by the club. The depression had landed a hard blow to the Yacht club but membership was beginning to recover.

Mercury was informed that the men the owner had taken out on the lake was, indeed, a group of investors looking to buy the property. They were taking a proposal to their bank to arrange for the purchase. Mercury wasn't about to let that happen. She found out their offering price, added 20% and arranged to purchase the place with cash by then end of the day. The owner jumped at the offer. Mercury made a run to the families "business" in Detroit, secured the cash and returned to pay the owner. With his money at hand and the deed passed on to Mercury, the previous owner took his leave.

Mercury took a look around. She had a lot of work to do! She went and had a word with the staff. Most everyone agreed to stay on. There were only a few she would have to replace.

Mercury went to the office and made a couple phone calls. She needed a couple people to manage the place and a trusted hand to oversee the extracurricular activities the smuggling would involve.

Mercury decided she would also need an assistant. She began sifting through the many pieces of this puzzle. She started with the main focus of the Club, memberships and in house services. The restaurant, ballroom and theater would be next.

The yacht club itself and swimming facilities would be next. She began writing everything out. Hopefully within the next couple days she would have everything in order. Mercury surveyed the current membership. She picked up the phone and ordered small sign to post behind the main service counter.

Memberships $75 per year

includes the use of all facilities including the swimming pool, tennis courts, and standard boats. Be sure to make reservations for the tennis courts and boats.

Dockside "Services" $50 per year

Expecting a "delivery"? Antonio will handle everything for you including customs. Present your service card to him at the docks for service.

Ballroom Rental $10 per night without catering, $100 per night with catering

Theater Tickets $5

  Performances range from Big Bands, Cabaret, and off Broadway Live Theatrical Shows.

Check with the Theater for the current performance schedule

With that completed, Mercury put in a call to Philly and arranged for an assistant in Detroit. Once she hung up, she began to work on the details while she waited.

A gentlemen happens in just as Mercury has hung the new sign. She waits on him herself. She gets two membership cards, dates them and hands them to the gentlemen.

The blue one is for the docks and the other is your standard membership. Please let us know if we can be of further assistance to you. Either membership card will get you 30% off on all restaurant purchases and preferred seating for theater performances. If you need a boat slip, let us know and we will take care of it.

Mercury thought about the question for a minute. She ahd spent some time in Detroit but she was a Philly native and knew it better.

We have Big Bands here about twice a month in our Theater. Your membership will get you in the door. Our next performance is this coming Saturday. We will have an announcement about which Band will be performing Wednesday. I believe it will be a Jazz band.

There used to be many clubs around here but the depression hit hard. We are just getting back to normal ourselves. I am not sure what nightclubs are still open. You might consider opening one yourself. I bet it would do a good business.

Luc walked in looking for Jimmy Blue Eyes and Russel Bufalino they held a little power in Gross Point Detroit and across the river into Canada. They had issues that needed to be worked out and Luc was the mediator between them and Charlie and Meyer.   They got to telling him how Vito made them certain promises and then failed to deliver them.  Then they went into the losses that they had and expected Charlie to comp them.

Luc got a figure and then told them that they would get something back tomorrow but the amount they wrote down wasn't going to happen.  They were going to take a little hit.  But they will recoup later down the road with the help that they could receive from Charlie.  Vito would never come at them and Meyer's will keep Benny away.  Going forward they would deal with Skinny Pete from Detroit who works for Joe Zerilli.  

They bulked at that and told Luc to come better.  Smiling Luc said he would have to talk to Charlie.  He went to the back to make a phone call and use the restroom.  As he walked to the back room Jimmy and Russel were shot down.  Luc walked out of the Yacht Club an left the isle.  Belle Isle was a family place and this just didn't happen.  

Chris walked into the Detroit Yacht Club smiling as he had a membership.  He walked over to a table with Whispers and Peter-Whack.  They looked over the menu and Chris ordered lobster tails and popcorn shrimp.  Crab legs and three crab cakes butter dipping sauce and white wine.  Then he had them put it on his tab.  The waiter recognized Chris and ran to get his order as Chris was known to give a great tip if he gets excellent service.  

Whispers was shaking his head as the staff seemed to be tripping over to get them drinks and fresh bread.  They all knew it was for the tips and the fact Chris loved being the center of attention.  Never would he shy away unless the attention was from the cops or reporters.  Chris was looking at the yatch on the lake and he wondered if he should buy one instead of renting one.    

Chris walked aboard the pearl a beautiful Yacht.  The owner was a man name Edsel Ford he wanted to have a talk with Chris about a few things. He wanted his help in preventing a union strike in his auto factory and he wanted to talk about a loan to help the ford auto industry grow.  Chris smiled as he didn't see himself having a business discussion with the rich tycoons like the Fords.  Edsel wanted to create a new division.  He wanted capital to do it and he could not afford a strike.  With the help of Chris he could start making his hydraulic brakes, and greatly strengthening the ford company's oversea productions.  The money would come from union funds that chris had control over and the money would be backed by the Ford company and the payments would provide the with a fifteen percent gain after Chris took his share out.  

The Yacht had a cook and they cooked prime ribeye steaks and garlic diced potatos and corn.  They severed white wine and cannoli's a treat that Chris loved and made him smile as it showed Chris that Edsel did his homework about Chris.  When the meeting ended they had a deal Chris would fund Edsel fifty million at a twenty percent interest rate over the next four years Chris would get a five million dollar kick back or one and a quarter million back each year until the loan was paid.  Chris would ensure that the employees didnt strike and would except a 10 cent increase in pay per hour each year for four years and their work days decreased to not more then ten hours a day. The employees wanted less hours to work and fifteen cents but Chris ensured that he could swing them to see his point.   

Figment had been known to be quite the Yacht enthusiast since his days as a young boy when his parents would drop him off by the Ocean and then play the game where they'd drive away and he'd have to go find them, it was good times for everyone involved, but the most memorable of it all was when the giant Yachts would be parked in their little water drive-ways. Many times, Figment would make his way over to the huge beasts of metal and attempt to make his way on board before the security guards could stop him. 

That's why finally when he had made enough money, he went over to the Detroit Yacht Club and decided to be one of the charter members, no longer would he need to hide behind the woman with a drinking problem making her way onto the boat pretending to be her child; now he could just walk right onto his very own humble $2,000,000 ship. 

Signing up for the yearly membership was simple enough and once he was finished, he docked his boat next to the others and proceeded to go into the lower deck where he took a hard-earned nap-- which is when he heard a loud bang from above and went to investigate. There he saw a young man cowering behind one of his bars, but without saying a word he went back downstairs-- he would let the boy have his fun, unlike those who would never allow him to have his. It was a new age for yachts! No more preten...

That's when he smelt a strange smell, was it... no, it couldn't be... but, it was. Fire. Rushing back upstairs he saw the brat rushing off with a smile on his face while part of the boat was up in flames. That was it, no one would ever be allowed on his ride again. Fuck them all! Ungrateful little bastards. He'd hire a security team to watch it around the clock, with guns. Big ones. Shoot on sight would be their motto, this was a new age for yachts!

Once he was finished battling the blaze, Figment went off to one of the restaurants on the premises and decided to go grab a snack to wash down his newfound hatred for the youth. 

Chris borrowed a yacht from Edsel Ford he made plans to take Sabrina onboard and cruise up Lake Michigan for a few hours.  As they sat on the deck or played around in the master quarters.  Chris was excited he had arrange for a cook to prepare meals and the captain to ensure that they don't spend time wasted trying to sail back to the city.  Chris had a few bathing suits for her to sun bath and he had lotions to rub on her.  He knew she wasn't going to go swimming.   He waited on the docks waiting on her to arrive.

Sabrina has never been in one of the yacht´s before, but she was invited by Chris-Lucchese. Of course, she made sure to look good for that, wearing her hair in a ponytail with her black heels and the beautiful blue dress they last bought together. She slowly steps into the yacht and greets him with a big hug. She also got a bikini with her in a bag to chill and sunbath if she wishes too ''Well I have never been on a yacht before!''

Chris smiled when Sabrina huged him, He took that moment to inhale her scent, she always smelled great and felt so soft.  Chris then gave her a kiss and took her hand and escorted her to the deck of the ship.   He then showed her the cabin where she can change or they can just lay around holding each other.  Then he showed her the captains galley and the bar.   Chris then introduced her to the cook and the captain and then he walked her back to the cabin.  He was already in a pair of shorts and had a glass of orange juice in his hand.  He wasn't going to drink on the yacht.  He wanted to watch over Sabrina and he wanted to enjoy every second with her.  

Sabrina does not hesitate long at all to accept his offer to take her hand and lead her to the deck of the ship. Of course, she uses the chance to look all around her. Seeing all that water makes her kind of uncomfortable, but it is not too bad as she was on the yacht and knew she was safe here. Judging by how Chris-Lucchese and his shorts, he is kind of already ready for all of that. She just tells him to wait for a little moment as she is getting dressed after he shows her around and changes into a bikini and hugs him from behind when approaching him like that, being careful not to spill any of his orange juice though

Chris smiles as Sabrina wraps her arms around him.  He enjoys the warmth from her touch and when he looks at her, the smile she gives him makes him feel like a million bucks.  He stands and looks at her as she slowly spins around so he can get a good look.  He loves they way she looks.  

You look amazing Sabrina.  Now I have several types of Juices for you to choose from knowing that you don't like whiskey and because we are on a boat I don't want you drinking liquor and getting tipsy.  If you are hungry you can have a few sandwiches to choose from and I will let you select the dinner, Chicken or Beef and the sides are potatoes or broccoli and rice or both after all its a boat and a small kitchen. 

The woman slowly spins around like that to make him just a bit crazy but also to let him get a good look. She smiles at Chris-Lucchese and continues to listen to the man. ''Thanks a lot, I try to look as good as possible just for you and your eyes'' She grins saying that and then holds his hand again, gently squeezing it ''That all sounds like fun for me! You look good as well with your shorts by the way I like your abs'' 

Chris looked at Sabrina then smiled.   

Well if you like my abs then feel free to touch them at any time.  Hell you can touch me anytime period.  Don't be shy either.  

Sabrina cannot help but laugh at the comment of Chris-Lucchese and then says ''Well I like that. Don´t feel shy either'' she winks before gently running her left hand on his abs ''well trained''

Chris slowly pulls Sabrina closer and his hands wrap around her.  He leans down and gives her a kiss that sparks passion as his hand roam down her back and then he gives her a small pinch on her buns.  

Now what would you like to do first?

She looks deeply into the eyes of Chris-Lucchese as he is kissing her like that which she returns with equal passion. She cannot help but grin as his hands wander down and then whispers to him ''I liked your hands going there and for what I would like you to do first well I will let you choose'' she says caressing his abs some more

Chris smiles and takes Sabrina to the deck and then ask her to allow him to apply some lotion on her body.

Now you know you allowing me to place lotion on your body means that I get to touch you all over.  

Chris smiled and winked as he grabbed his bag of lotions with there different scents for her to select from.