For the past five days the union was on Strike no one was working, no money was being made, and the boss was pissed... very pissed. BrotherHec controlled some of the local Unions around the city he helped organize protests so he'd get the biggest contract from the city and give his guys "legit" no work and no show jobs as well.

He's been having problems with a local union boss though Vince Brenton apparently he didn't really like kicking up to BrotherHec and was working for another crew. BrotherHec didn't like disloyalty and Vince Brenton had to go. Claude was watching Vince Brenton from across the street he was giving a speech at a protest.

"Enough is enough we've had it!" Vince said "For too long we've been working as slaves while these big fat cats get their huge paychecks and we get shit!" Vince could really work a crowd. "You listening?"

You gotta admit the guy could talk a couple years ago when the Garbage workers went on strike he rallied everyone outside city hall while BrotherHec was busy working out a new contract with the city. Too bad Vince had to go we could have used a guy like him but Union bosses like Vince can always be replaced.

Claude brought a couple friends with him Tobias and Micheal they walked over to the site of the protest and started causing trouble

"We wanna talk to your boss." One of the protesters told Micheal

"Oh you wanna talk to the boss?" Micheal said pointing down to his crotch "I got your boss right here!"

"You're trying to be funny huh?" The protester said "I'm not laughing."

"Okay want to hear a joke?" Micheal said "Keep your mother off the streets and I won't fuck her."

Immediately a fight broke out and served as the perfect distraction while Claude slipped away and went after Vince.

Claude waited until the crowd started clearing out and followed Vince who ran inside his office he took out a bottle of whiskey and started drinking when Claude broke the door down.

"You broke BrotherHec's heart Vince, you know what happens to people who stop working for the boss right?" Claude asked Vince who looked pretty shocked.

"BrotherHec? He's nothin I've got friends in Kansas City. They'll come over here and wipe you all-"

Before he could finish what he was saying Claude shot Vince Brenton five times and killed him. He then poured himself some of the whiskey and then called BrotherHec.

BrotherHec was at the strip club enjoying himself a private dance when one of his bodyguards told him there was a phonecall for him

"Yeah yeah what is it?"

"Boss it's done. Vince won't be a problem anymore but just like those guys on that corner from the other day they mentioned Kansas City again is there something you aren't telling me?"

"Don't worry about it I've got it under control. Thanks"

BrotherHec went back to his private dance with the stripper throwing hundreds at her with a smile on his face.

as Tobias also known a lot of mobster in Kansas City.

He took out his phone and call one of the biggest mob in there "Hey man, its me Tobias your old Pal, I heard my boss previous member Vince Brenton know a lot of people in there, and want to cause trouble to my boss Brotherhec , Vince is nothing but a trouble, and you know me man, I never tell a lie, I am a man of my word"

The mob leader in Kansas city replied with hard voice "its alright mate, everything will be under control, nobody from here will be attacking, we are still friend, and if you got time, please come by and have a drink"

Tobias smile and said " will do, thanks man, now I gotta go, got another think to do, see you soon"

Tobias and Claude fade into the shadow as soon as Tobias finish his phonecall, nobody witnessed Vince dead

Friends in Kansas City..

BrotherHec laughed as he continued to toss money in the air.

Who thinks friends in Kansas city can screw around with the regime? 

BrotherHec continued to think. He started to grow visibly upset. The people all around him could see the frustration. He looked up at the woman dancing and handed her money.

These friends in KC must have told Vince they would protect him. They must have told him he didn't have to pay. Vince wasn't the problem. The problem was that he thought he was protected by some enforcers in good ol Kansas. 

BrotherHec looked at his bodyguard Paul who he then instructed to call back tobias and claude. When they answered the phone BrotherHec was greatly relieved. As he listened to what had went down and the connections from Kansas City to Chicago that were relayed to him, BrotherHec wasnt satisfied. 

I think it was your friend Tobias. The Mob boss out there? I want him to pay for his challenge to The Regime. I want you two to go ahead and fly out and take him and anyone working for him out. When you finish, leave a picture of Vince Brenton above their dead bodies with five candles. This will show anyone who does not want to work with us we dont take kindly to negative responses. 

After the phone hung up BrotherHec quickly got up and went to the headquarters. He called a few others to help him out and see what other Connections the Mob Boss in Kansas City held that could possibly be depleting their income in Chicago. BrotherHec was looking to change those too. 

Taking (and dishing) a beating.

Micheal breaks into his usual shit eating grin as he insults the worker's mother, causing a massive brawl to erupt. Taking a few hits to the chin and the chest, the gangster spits out a wad of blood from his mouth before going back into the fray, fists flying and dropping several men before a swift kick to the groin drops the Wise Guy to the floor for the moment. Looking up, he notices a quite meaty fella walking up to him, cracking his knuckles and giving Micheal the dead man's glare.

"Oh good, maybe you'll actually pose a challenge." The German born mobster says, cracking his neck as he stands in his typical cocky attitude, fists raised. "Alright meathead, let's see what ya got." He calls out before the large man and Micheal get into a tussle, grappling at each-other and trying to force the other to their knees. "I'll tell ya what, you're strong boy." Micheal smirks before headbutting the man, a stark crack and cry of pain echoing in the brawl as the brute stumbles back, his nose quite broken. "Unfortunately, I don't back down easily." Micheal says, walking over to the man before putting him into the ground with a swift hit to the temple, falling over like a ton of bricks. Micheal dusts off his jacket to little avail, noticing Claude make his escape. He taps the other grunts on the shoulder, as the mobsters make their escape, the angered workers beaten and none the wiser to the real going ons.