Desmand smiled as he stood outside CristianoRonaldo's HQ in North Side. It was barely recognisable from the abandoned warehouse that he had first given him the keys for. He'd deliberately given him a blank canvass and encouraged him to create his own style both in decorating and in running his own crew. He nodded at tbone leaving the HQ, a man of few words preferring actions instead - the opposite of him in a lot of ways. Finally Cristian joined him outside and they walked a while and talked about Club Manovanni's early days. 

Desmand reached into his pocket and passed a small brown box to Cristiano. The box was a simple design and inside Cristiano opened it to reveal two cigars. He looked at Desmand, shocked. 

"Is this what I think it is?" mouth gaped open. 

Desmand smiled and put his arm on Cristiano's shoulder.

"I think this is long overdue my friend, but good things come to those who wait. And as I say it's not how you start, it's how you finish. You've been absolutely brilliant for me and North Side since first joining me on this journey as a crew leader. Starting off with just two other members all the way to atop of the Mafia underground with my closest friends, we finally did it."

Still visibly shocked, Cristiano handed one of the cigars to Desmand. Continuing the tradition that had started when Godfather Cantillon had given Desmand the box before. He lit his own cigar before handing the lighter to Cristiano to light his own. 

"It has been decided that you will head to Las Angeles, Savannah and help with the rebuilding process there. I took care of one of the Godfathers there yesterday but I hear there's a bigger, badder motherfucker that still needs handling. I trust you have the men and women around you to handle that?"

Desmand saw the smile Cristiano gave, very much the same as him with regards to killing people. 

"Excellent. Well I'll let you wrap up things here in North Side and head over to Savannah whenever you're ready. Just be sure to pass over the vital details to Genocide so that he can continue where you left off."

Desmand shook Cristiano's hand and they continued on their walk around North Side, completely at ease. They knew no one would dare touch them, they were all dead now.  

Congratulations Cristiano!

I am happy to see you achieving this. However... We will surely miss you here in Chicago. Good luck out west!

Congratulations, Cristiano. You have showed the community a lot about who you are and I am proud to serve under you. Just don't duel another Godfather anytime soon. *coughs*

Congrats my friend Wish you all the best