Walking down the road with Franky4fingers, Raoh looked around and realised that the time was right for his family to pick up and move out to start fresh within Paradise, LV. Having already discussed the potential move with Slash and Green and gaining their prior blessings, he informed his members and the packing began.

I would like to announce that Century's End has now moved over to Paradise, LV to begin a new chapter in our life. I want to thank Tellurium for the initial opportunity to setup in Philly and for all the support provided in those early days. A number of personal reasons prompted this move but our only intentions are to aid in the building of a better future in line with the plans laid out for us by Godfathers RobOakheart & Nakamura and Don Gato.

This was not an easy decision to make but I look to the future and will continue to work hard to ensure my family is given the attention and dedication needed.

Thank you all for your time today.

Heading back to his new HQ, he resumed the work needed to re-build and focus his energy where needed.

Walking faster and faster, Franky was struggling to keep up with Raoh as he strutted down the street at an alarming pace. Now was not the time to say anything he just kept his mouth tightly shut and put his head down and pushed his hands deeper into his pockets as they ploughed on against the biting Philly wind.

It was getting more and more difficult to make out just exactly what his CL was proposing as the wind whipped up to almost gale force strength. 

Finally he managed to catch Raoh's arm

"Say again Boss, Vegas? You serious?"

His smile could not conceal his delight at the thought of all the trappings Vegas had to offer..... Gambling, Strippers and Sunshine!

Then the reality suddenly hit home. 

How the hell are we going to get the Wurlitzer all that way????

I would like to take this opportunity to thank PH and especially Tell & AB for all their help and guidance which has enabled us to grow and flourish.

They knew that the station was close now as it got busier on the street ahead. Franky was lugging his suitcase which had certainly seen better days but had served him well through the never ending onslaught of pedestrians.

Raoh turned to me and said "Don't look now but you see that guy standing at the window 20 yards up on the right?"

"What you mean the guy in his vest & Y-Fronts?" "His face does look familiar" Franky replied

"Yep" Raoh chuckled "That's MiketheBear, he's in Tellurium's crew. I believe he used to live in Germany"

"Did he now, lets have a little fun then." Franky waved at the Bear and shouted "Guten Morgen unt Auf Wiedersehn" as they then disappeared into the station to board their train to Vegas.

Philadelphia .. ...   The birthplace of American democracy.

Tommy was unfamiliar with this concept called democracy. Since he left the service the world had become a much bigger place than a drill sergeant with a bad attitude. A long road of missing court marshals and bootleg runs for Jack Diamond led him to a new life, a life of freedom and association with means to enjoy life. 

He hasn't been in Philadelphia too long and was beginning to become more familiar with the local hangouts. But the order came down that the family was moving to Las Vegas. Home of forbidden love, Sin and the ultimate dream... the american life style. Tommy had only been to Las Vegas for some 'logistical' business from time to time. But this would be the last time he locked the door to his 2 bedroom apartment. As he packed his party bus and loaded his cat 'Bandit' he looked back at the old neighborhood. 2 and 3 floored communal living spaces stacked upon rows and rows of street. " I never took the time to enjoy this view " Tommy thought.. as he smiled while the midday sun started to move to an afternoon glow.

Looking at his flight ticket " Boarding starts at 17:00 " There wasn't much time left. 

A crackling rusted van pulled up next to his party bus and a small pudgy man disembarked walking straight to Tommy " Mr Tank, I am glad I caught you "  Tommy harshly interrupted " No one catches me Mr Spinkleton !" - he barked with a deep serious tone . " My apologies Mr Tank, I just need to get the key from you, you know the apartments key? "    Tommy grinned as he's retrieved the brass keys and handed it to his now former landlord. " I will mail you your deposit cheque, where can I forward it to Mr Tank? "  Tommy looked at the landlord with a bemused expression. "Keep it, buy some ice cream for the neighborhoods kids, that will be money well spent " Was the last words Tommy spoke as he got into his party bus and drove off to the airport.