It had been a busy evening, with the word quickly getting out that Mibbit had taken on the old Godfather and came out on top, she had now took the title of Godmother of North Side. As the dust was starting to settle, Mibbit had called upon her most trusted advisors to come and meet up in her office back at the HQ. He knew Mibbit was about to announce who was going to run the majority of the crew as her Underboss. 

Prior to the recent events Mibbit had approached Rusty and had informed him that it would be him who would be getting the nod to run as Underboss, this was an honour for Rusty and he was excited to be working in a city as robust and powerful as Chicago. Mibbit and Rusty had discussed potential names for the family and during his time as a mobster one family name stood out in particular... Christoper Phillips Industries. It was an era that Rusty had enjoyed dearly and had spent the majority of his time as a mobster here while fine tuning his skills and coming up with innovative ideas to bring money to the table. Admittedly, Rusty had pretty much carried the family and had kept the cogs ticking on a daily basis while the leader was off taking selfies of himself and so it felt only right that Rusty continued the work and carried on the legacy of this mediocre leader.

Mibbit had given Rusty the keys to some real estate that had recently been put up for sale, it all seemed kosher enough inside and just needed a few additional touches to make it home. After thanking Mibbit Rusty headed back to the HQ, he needed to find his right hand man for this new venture.

"Ahh, just the man. We need to talk, Credits!" Rusty exclaimed as he walked through the doors to the HQ. Credits had been eyeing up BookletTaw, who was always seen collecting dust in the foyer of the HQ, many thought he was in actual fact a statue and not a real person due to his lack of movement. "It appears that Christopher Phillips Industries is able to make a return and so if you are ok with it, I will continue the legacy you once started and carry on it's good name. As I once helped you with running the family, I would be glad if you could do the same for me."

Credits seemed glad of the news and said he couldn't wait to tell the boys down at the GTKD Club on 29th Street, they had worked with CP Industries previously and had bought a whole heap of the Kodak cameras that CPI had invested in.

"So when do we go ahead, Rust?" Credits asked excitedly.

"Tonight, my friend. Let us hope we can continue where things left off once upon a time."

With that, Rusty headed over to the new HQ with Credits who insisted they took a selfie to stick up on the HQ Wall.

CP Industries was now open for business... again.

Forrest had heard a commotion on the streets, celebrations and the like. Peering out of the alleyway he saw Rusty making an announcement.

Congratulations good sir, a fine addition to Chicago and i'm sure you'll continue to achieve great things.

Forrest tips his hat before disappearing back into the alleyway. 

* Looks on from across the street * 

This is a welcome site, my cousins journals speak soundly of his times under the Phllips Industries Banner. Rusty I wish you all the luck in running the Industry as soundly as the mop headed twirly girly Credits. 

* Smiles as he walks away *

So this was your plan all along Rusty ? To dethrone Credits and take his hard work for yourself?

How has this happened? There is something very fucking wrong here.

Visas reads over Mibbit's notes and notice's the name Credits crossed out and replaced by Rusty.

This will not fly Rusty you hear me?

Though congrats Rusty i look forward to seeing what you and credits bring back to the table.

Walking in to Rusty's new HQ made Mibbit proud. She never once thought that business would be so good that she needed to expand her empire so quickly.  But how could she not, when all the powerful people in CHicago worked together like a well oiled machine exploring all possible angles of how to make a buck and pushing it to different crews so it can be fully exploited.

Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed a selfie of two men she fully recognized. At that moment, she knew for a fact, that she made the right choice on who the Underboss of North Side should be.  What mobster would be ballsy enough to take their own selfie and post it proudly  in their HQ for all other mobsters to make fun of, except one that is an Underboss material.

Congrats Rusty and make Me and NorthSide proud!

Let us be honest Godmother Visas, it was I, Russell "Rusty" Stanwyck that did all the work! Don't be fooled by that trickster, Credits.