At a night Matteo is having some serious serious bunch kneel down in front of a warehouse.They are group of punks he knows. "Alright, you understand what I mean? Break something, but don't destroy it" He said. "Anything out of control I am gonna bust your knee caps" he threatens. Soon they left for the warehouse, however, Matteo stays behind. He then moves away from the place.

Later on, he came to a house, a fine fine house. There sleeps a fat spaniard named Ignacio Monroe with some whore. He is the owner of the warehouse Matteo's men attacking. Matteo carefully breaks into the house, CRASSH!! He nudged some vase in the process. The Fat Monroe doesn't wake up, he was too drunk to wake up. Bottles of beers can be found near his bed. His whores however notice Matteo. "Sshhh sweetiees.. Gonna kill you if you don't ssuhh" Matteo whispers. The whores nod and leave the room. As they leave Matteo jumps into the bed and busts Monroe's right knee cap with his brass knuckles. The impact made the bed broken down, creating a big shockwave. Monroe instantly screams while cursing in spanish. "Coo-ckle doodle do, motherfucker!" Matteo snares.

"Who the fuck are you!? How did you get into-"

SMASH! He got knockered by Matteo's right hook.

"You don't talk, I talk here"

"How is your warehousing business, huh? It's good? It's damn good, ain't it? Fucking stealer!" Matteo knocks him more.

"Listen to me fuck shit! You could be dead, right now! Do you want to be dead!?" 

Monroe shakes his head, full in terror. Matteo taps his cheeks lightly saying "good boy" 

"Now listen, I am rummaging your warehouse right now. It is breaking down. Unless you want to see yourself at the bottom of the Chicago bay, you better pay up."

Monroe is a little bit bemused by this. He flinced his eyes. Matteo punched Monroe's right eye, temporarily blind his right side. Monroe shrieks in pain, now nodding to every wishes Matteo asks him.

"Tomorrow after you go to the bone doctor, you go to Anton's place, y'understand? He is the one who invented this warehousing business!"

"You go to him and propose 45% of each your operation to get your business keep on going on, y'understand!?"

Monroe shocked at the numbers he got to pay, but agreed when Matteo wants to hit him in his left eye. Matteo then get off from the bed when he has done his job. He took a bottle of beer in the floor and drinks it. He was so thirsty, he drinks it in less than 3 minutes.

"Now, where is your cash" Matteo asked wiping off beer from his mouth.

"My cash? Why?"

"Why? It is a gratitude for me to not busting your other knee!! Where is it!?" 

^On the desk! Take it all!! Take it all!!"

Matteo waltz to the pointed desk. When he opened it, some cash are available. He takes it all without hesitation. He then lit a cigarette as he walks through the front door. "Use your imagination, stupid! Don't steal other's work!!" Matteo throws the lit match into Monroe, panicking him in the process. Matteo chuckle at this as he walks away.