I sat up as he heard the announcment come through the speaker, and he soon felt the plane begin its decent.It had been a long
and tiresome flight, and he was ready for it to end. It seemed like weeks had passed since he had begun his Journey to Detroit, however in reality,
it had been a mere two days.

I felt my mind wander back to that point in which my journey had begun, the fight with my father, my mother crying her eyes out....
I shook my head, trying to push the thoughts aside for the moment. I needed my mind to be clear,I would have plenty of time to
dwell on those feeling later.

There was a jolt as the plane touched down on the runway, I could faintly hear the screach of the tires as they slowed the plane. I was finally here,
and my new start on life was about to begin, I hoped. I stepped off the plane, squinting my eyes in the bright sunlight. I slipped a pair of sunglasses on,
deadening the bright sun enough to look around, taking in my surroundings. The Detroit Airport was quiet except for the few people leaving the plane behind me.

I had only brough small suitcase, which contained everything I owned, which consisted of two changes of clothes.This was supposed be a new start afterall.I left the
Airport, I took out the small piece of paper that had the name of the hotel written on it, after having been givin directions from a security guard at the door, I
made my way down the street, accuiring stares from a few people as they passed. I could tell, they knew i was not from here, I didn't fit in, at least...not yet.A sign came
into view, signaling my arrival at the Hotel, upon entering the office, I was greeted by a young man, who looked to be barely in his twenties, however he knew what he was doing,
and not even ten minutes later, I had my key and was in my room. It was your average Hotel room, single bed, Telephone on the bedstand, and no television. Oh well,
whoever said this was going to be easy. I placed my suitcase in the small closet next to the bathroom, and pulled the covers back on the bed, only to find an Envelope laying
on the pillow just underneath.

I picked up the Envelope, and opened it, my heart skipped a beat as I removed the parchment inside and began to read..

Denozo,

Get your rest, we'll meet in the morning.

I turned the paper over, again and again. No name, no way of knowing who had sent this letter, or which room I would be in. I placed the note on the table beside me, and layed
back on the bed, last thing I remember before drifting off to sleep, was the sound of a gunshot in the distance...

welcome to the mafia world aka this thing of ours

-Puck-