(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yeVx1C73o8k)

7:00 PM Joe's Corner Store, Chicago

It was just another day in The windy city, the hardworking men getting off work off to gamble or get drunk, People rushing home to their families or mistresses, and The shakers and movers getting ready to start their night.

TC is outside of Joe's Corner store with Anton_giovani, CloverLuxille sent them good old Joe refuses to pay any protection money to the local outfit protecting the neighborhood so it's their job to intimidate him and make him believe he does.

"Ready?" TC looks at his watch "Lets do this shit."

TC and Anton_giovani put masks on their heads and run into the store TC fires a shot into the air.

"Gimme all the Fucking money before I blow your goddam brains out!"

All the customers scream in fear

"Shut the Fuck up!" he aims his gun at Joe "Put all the money in bag fatman NOW!"

Earlier 6:30 Pm, Evolution Headquarters

"You know what to do. Just scare him. He's good old man." with that, TC and Anton_giovani left her office. Clover sat on her desk, and lights a cigarette. She wondered and ask herself why Old Joe was holding out. It was business. They protect the community from outside thugs and hoodlums, then they pay a reasonable amount. Clover then suddenly had an idea.

"Someone might be encroaching our turf!" She said loudly. She stands up and made his way to Koehler's office.

7:02 PM Joe's Corner Store, Chicago

Anton is on lookout duty while TC gets the money. Like how they have plan before they hit the shop. Soon enough Anton notices a couple of guys in a car across the street looking into the shop as if they are monitoring every move we make.

Hey TC, quickly I think someone is on us. I have a bad feeling about this. 

Anton is afraid that these guys could be undercover cops or worse survivors of the Detroit take down. All kind of worse case scenarios is running throughout his mind. 

Anton took his gun out and proceed to double check his clip to see if its full and proceed to cock his gun. He thought he wouldn't need to use it since TC volunteer to do the intimidation work.  

Joe finishes putting the money in the bag and TC takes it

"That's more like it."

TC sees Joe has a nice ring on his hand

"Nice ring you got there I want that too."

TC  takes the ring and then looks over at Anton

"The fuck are you doing lets get the hell outta here!"

As they leave the store TC kicks some of the merchandise and the duo leaves the store in a mess.

As Anton and TC got out from the store, three men came down from the car, hands inside their jacket as if they are about to pullout their weapons.

TC, you have always been good with the intimidation work. Lead the way? I got your back. I can learn a few things from you too I suppose.

Anton in turn put his hand into his jacket onto the trigger of his loaded gun. Just in case. He thought to himself.  

"Follow my lead."

TC walks up to the three men with Anton following closely behind him.

"Whats up?" TC looking at one of them

"This is our real estate" One of the men says

TC takes out his Colt 1911 and aims it at him Anton does the same

"It's ours now we took it while you were resting."

All Three men take out their guns and aim them at TC and Anton

"We can stand here all night." one of the men says

"We could or we can end it all now with the pull of a trigger." TC yells back

Everyone keeps their guns aimed at each other for two minutes then realizing they were going nowhere the leader of the little group puts the gun down.

"This isn't over you're gonna see us in your sleep."

TC puts his gun away

"They gonna come back. Call Clover tell her some people are trying to move into the neighborhood."

Clover came out of the Boss's office. There was a funny smell inside the room and after receiving her orders, she quickly went out. She walked back to her room and sat behind her desk. According to the boss, a group of thugs from New Orleans has transferred to the North District. They were led by some wicked fucker who goes by the name Fat Albert. Fat Albert was causing trouble to the family business. Roughing up the girls, disrupting shakedowns, scaring the business community... they were up to no good. 

Clover lights another cigarette then coughs after her first puff. She needs to stop the habit and she knows that. As she was thinking about joining TC and Anton, her phone rang. She listened to Anton then throws her cigarette on the floor, crushing it under her heel.

"Find where they are holed up! Find where that fucking Fat Albert is hiding and get back to me quickly!"