Samuel Gato was awake before the thundering drill of his alarm clock tore through the silence he had been enjoying. The dual bell device made Sammy wince and recoil every time it went off, it was common for him to be awake before it anyway. Sitting up in his bed, the single sheet he slept under slid off his upper body, exposing his chest. He was efficiently built, in no way a hulking goomba that looked like he could eat you up and shit you out again, but it was clear Sammy took care of his body.

He stretched his arms out and rubbed the palm of his hand into his eyes, before slipping his fingers through his hair. It was knotting in places, probably about time he got a more respectable hairstyle. His hand ran over his scalp, before rubbing the back of his neck and shoulders. Something didn't feel right. He looked at his open palm, confused to find it shaking slightly. His wrist was continually twitching, like it had to move. That was new.

Shaking it off, Sammy stood, pulled back his curtains and looked out into the day. It was nice, the sun had only just begun to show its face and so the sky was a calm, pale shade of blue.

He stepped into the shower and flipped on the taps, still examining his quivering hand. The cold water hit the man to little reaction. Sammy was used to this routine now, it had been a good couple of months of the same schedule, such was his job. It didn't take long for Gato to shower, shave and throw a shirt, pants and vest on. He wrapped his tie expertly around his neck and, grabbing his fedora, was out the door.

Sammy re-counted the jobs he had to do today as he got in the car, starting it up quickly and tearing off down the street. He had hoped to meet up with the Osborne's this morning, but it'll have to wait until later tonight. He also had to visit Melizzano down on Riverfront. The FBN were sniffing around, though it wasn't the protection racket he ran out of Buscetta's Pasta they were interested in, but the drug operation he also had built up in Linus's basement. Melizzano loved getting his face on the scene, though Sammy had yet to decide if he was going to straighten him out or just pay him off.

Kathryne was making preparations to be out of town, so this early morning drive would take Sammy straight to the nanny's house, before taking her to the HQ where they would relieve Kates so she could get work done.

After picking up the sitter and making some small talk, the pair arrived at the HQ. Sammy noticed Mancini outside, enjoying a smoke. Gabriel had been round quite often, assisting Naomi where needed before and while Miss MacLeod was out of town. The Osborne's were headed with her, so the place was under a pretty tight watch.

As he parked up and got out the vehicle, the sitter headed straight indoors, keeping her head down around the mob of associates the trailed Gabriel around the city. Welcoming the man with a smile, Sammy held out his hand.

"Gabriel, good to see you again. Anything I should know?"

Gabriel extended his hand to his fellow wiseguy and they shook.

"Nothing yet, Kathryne is inside feeding the baby. She'll be heading out soon."

Gabriel was helping things get organized while Kathryne was out of town on business. It was a direct order to assist Naomi in any way possible. Kathryne was having a few problems with the construction business slowing down in recent economic turmoil, the botched assassination attempt, and now leaving town for a bit - things would soon get tricky.

He squats down to tie his shoe when he spots Linus walking out of the Renaissance HQ. He seemed in a hurry to get to his car. Something didn't seem right. Linus always greeted people when he saw them. He never ignored them. Gabe gave a quick wave nonetheless but it was ignored by a preoccupied Linus speeding off down the street.

"Sammy, let's head in and see what's going on."

Sammy too watched Linus Caldwell dart from the HQ, before nodding to Gabe and making their way inside. The HQ opened out once inside, a long lobby area broke up into various recreational and social rooms, with the kitchen at the end, while upstairs held the offices and sleeping quarters. For the most part, upstairs was off limits.

"Looks busy..."

Associates of Kathryne, bodyguards and aides were bustling back and forth, Sammy spotted Naomi at the kitchen table, looking over some documents. Upstairs there was the undeniable cry of a woken child, which the two quickley detucted that that was where Kates was. Gato made his way to the kitchen, hastily making himself a brew from a kettle that was constantly on the boil.

"Where you think we should go squat until things have calmed down a bit?"