Cesare exits the car and makes his way towards the cemetery outside of town, and walks up to the large grave stone that reads

"Lady Lucrezia Borgia

A leader of the community."

Cesare kneels before the grave and says a silent pray before pulling out a white rose and laying it across the grave.  "You went to soon sister dearest, and you left some might big shoes to fill.  I could never fit into those shoes, so I guess I'll have to bring my own to the dance." Cesare reaches into his coat and pulls out an old silver flask and opens up and takes a long swig of it.

A hand reaches down and rests on Cesare's shoulder.  "Hey, you going to be OK boss?  Don't get all weepy on me I get teary eyed."  The hand belonged to one of Cesare's most trusted bodyguards Darrell.   Cesare pushes the hand off his shoulder as he stands up and pockets the sealed flask.

"Yeah, I'll be OK Darrell.  Just, well you know a little lost heart broken.  What do you expect?"  Cesare turns to his guard and places his hand on his shoulder. "I never expected this to happen, and honestly I never planned on being here to see this, but the heavens have other plans."

Before Cesare could finish his sentence a figure.  "Don Cesare Borgia?   I am Ziggy a Capo for Godfather Joseph Zerilli"

"Godfather Zerilli?  Who in god's name died and made him Godfather." Cesare asks.

"Well your sister Lucrezia's death well left an opportunity the Godfather couldn't resist, and well he's declared himself the Godfather of Corktown." replied Ziggy.   Ziggy reaches into his jacket pocket, and the bodyguard quickly pulls out his gun and points it at the young capo. "Tell your dog to stand down.  I am not here to have more blood shed.  I am here to give you this."  Ziggy pulls out a piece of paper and hands it to Cesare and it reads a time and place. "Do be there promptly, or things wont be pretty for you and your group."  Ziggy turns around and heads out of the Cemetery and gets into his car and drives off.

Cesare looks at the paper again as the bodyguard asks. "What does it say boss?"

"It says tomorrow at Zerilli's little pasta shop.  Five sharp tomorrow.  He wants to have a sit down and discuss things."  Cesare stuffs the paper into his pocket and starts to walk off at a brisk pace. "Come, lets leave before anymore idiots decide to desecrate my sister's grave."

Both men enter the car and start it up and drive off...

Azazel had always found a deep spiritual soothing when visiting the graves of the respected fallen leaders of cities. These were people who were cherished unconditionally when they walked these streets and even though they had departed, they still held the love of many. He would travel from city to city, placing flowers at their graves and saying a special angelic prayer that would assist the fallen's transition from this plane up to heaven. He had been to visit Rayln, PoisonCentipede, MrOwl and Viviana in New York. He had also been to visit those in Philadelphia and the ones who fell in Los Angeles.

It had been a very explosive period on these streets and Azazel's journey had now brought him to Detroit and the grave of the beloved Lady Lucrezia. Once he had reached the cemetary though, he noticed that Cesare was already in attendance and paying his own respects. As one who had the utmost respect for leaders, Azazel waited in the background to allow Cesare time alone at the grave of the sister he cherished so much.

"Dear father, I know it is usually me who calls to you for the spiritual blessings upon these poor souls. However, on this occasion, I ask that you allow that honour to be made by the man who stands near to me. His name is Cesare and he grieves right now for someone that was a true inspiration to him. Lady Lucrezia cared for Cesare and helped him to become the man you see before you today. Please hear his prayers and see that Lucrezia reaches you safely. 

Azazel's family had recently moved from NY and now found their home in Detroit, not far from Cesare's own headquarters. He overheard part of the conversation which took place afterwards but tried not to involve himself in the matters of such an important individual such as Cesare. He hoped that Cesare would know that should the need arise, the Distillery would stand up alongside him against this Godfather Joseph Zerilli who had tried to use scaremongering to take over what Lady Lucrezia had so successfully built up.

Neo was in a vehicle with a few of hs trusted Bodyguards. He saw this character walk up to Cesare with a note and drive off. 

"follow him" he ordered his driver and they sped away in the direction Ziggy had 

After about 3 miles they were stopped again. The "new" moon had made the alley ways slightly more darker than usual, which Neo liked. 

Neo checked his gun and got out of the car and followed Ziggy, being careful to stay hidden. He slipped behind Ziggy and flung a rope around his neck, strangling him until he could no longer draw breath and desecrate another grave site. As he was taking his last breaths Neo knelt down on one knee and whispered in his ear.

"Your Godfather will be in a pine box next to you very soon. Corktown belongs to Cesare."

taking one of his many knives, he cut off the head of Ziggy and left his body in the alley to rot.  He took the head he had just cut off and put it in a bag and sealed it shut. 

As they left the scene, the Don handed the sealed bag to one of his most trusted Bodyguards with a note. 

"take this to Cesare, tell him that Neo put a gift inside for him"