Need a bed for the night? The week? THE MONTH!?

 down to Motown Paradise. For all of you hotel needs.

come down to 12th Street and enjoy your stay.

You read off a poster around town. After recently landing in Detroit you need a place to stay. You drive down to 12th street after hailing a cab. 

The streets outside the hotel seem to be busy with customers, some street merchants, and the odd homeless person, pushing past them all you head to the , Gold lined, oak door, pushing it slightly as you enter. 

The Lobby was huge, a grand chandelier, hung in the center, and a beautiful stone desk at the far back of the room. The building was 10 storeys high, to the left of the lobby through a glass door was a restaurant, beautifully​ decorated with red velvet carpet, tables and chairs of brass and silver. 

To the right through a ivory door was a casino, filled with slots, blackjack tables, and a poker table sitting in the middle.

The second floor was a bar, stocked with all kinds on alcoholic beverages,wooden bar stools lined the, red wood, bar, perfectly finished with a piano in the corner of th room. 

You approach the secretary and she stands from her seat. "Good evening. Welcome to Motown Paradise, Hotel and casino, our Standard rooms are $10-$15

Our premium rooms are for investors only, a minimum donation of $20,000 is needed to stay in one.

And our penthouse suite is available for $50,000 a week. 

So...What can i do for you today?"

Lily enters through the front door after a long afternoon spent outside the prison in hopes of piecing together a plan for AnthonyBlack 's escape. Having left quite dejected, the young girl approaches the front desk, exhausted and pale.

"Just a simple room, please. I'm not sure when I'll be checking out. May I leave a deposit or something? I'm sorry, I don't know how these things work," she says, frustrated. She pulls fifty dollars from her handbag and passes it to the clerk. 

"Is this enough for a couple days, anyway?" She asks pleadingly. "Oh, and if a Miss Gracie or my Uncle Alexander_Solonik happen to check in, could you please let them know I'm here?" She smiles wanly.

Surprised, Lily lets out a started little laugh. 

"Mister Dillinger! I didn't realize...is this your hotel? Well it's very nice, indeed!" Raking a hand across her forehead, she can feel the beginnings of another headache approach. 

"Oh, no. Please tell me the candy arrived? The post office couldn't deliver the barrels so I used an export business to have them shipped. I know the owner, she's very trustworthy, but gosh...if I got here before your shipment did, I'd surely be embarrassed!" She exclaims. 

After a long day of hard work, Bugsy decides it's time to go get a drink. As he arrives on 12th street, he notices a brand new hotel that has been opened up only today. Due to a heating issue at home he decides to stay at this hotel named Motown Paradise for a couple of nights.

Bugsy enters and goes to the main reception, were he sees the owner dealing with another customer. "Ah John-Dillinger , I don't believe we have properly been introduced yet. My name is Bugsy, I work within Genco's crew." Shakes John's hand "Sorry for interrupting the pair of you, however I was wondering if there is a spare room I could use for a couple of nights?"

"Bugsy lights up a cigarette".

After John asks Bugsy what room it is he would like to stay in, Bugsy takes a minute to think while puffing a couple more times on his cigarette.. "Hmm this place is very beautiful, so for now I think I'll try out just a standard for two nights". Bugsy signs the papers for his selected room.

"So how much do I owe you Mr John-Dillinger ?"

Alex walked into the hotel after a long flight tired but eager to get started on his business here. Lily had left him a message with the name of this hotel and so he hoped that that meant she would be staying here. Lily had, understandably, rushed to Detroit as fast as she could to try helping AnthonyBlack. Unfortunately it had taken Alex an extra day to wrap up ojn of his business in LA before he could make it down. 

Approaching the desk area he waved slightly to John to let him know he was there and waited for him to finish his business with the gentleman ahead of him. 

Alex smiled at the mention of LilyWhite - at least he knew she arrived safely now. He then nodded grimly at the mention of Anthony. "That is why I am here, and a few more may be coming in, I believe you know Gracie and Shini? We won't be letting a member of our family rot in a prison." 

Alex forecfully calmed himself with a couple of deep breaths and said, "Can you get me a room close to Lily's? We have a lot to discuss and it would be nice to be near each other."

Alex took a puff of the cigar and nodded, "Thank you, we won't forget your help in this matter." 

With that Alex quickly made his way to his room. Setting his bags down he walked over to the next door and knocked lightly, hoping LilyWhite would be in.

Lily peeked through the fisheye in the door and breathed a sigh of relief. Family was here.

Disengaging the lock, she pulls the door open. "Uncle Alex, I'm so happy you made it," she said, stepping back to allow him to enter. The old Lily would have thrown her arms around him and babbled incessantly, but this new Lily simply stood there, face pale, cheeks sunken, eyes haunted.

"Have Gracie and Shini checked in here as well? That would be nice if we were all staying at the same hotel," she said, resetting the lock after he'd stepped inside. There was a small sitting area behind her, and she led him to it. 

"There's tea and club soda that they've brought up, would you care for some?" She asked.

Alex looked over Lily closely as he stepped through the door. It had been a while since he had seen her and she seemed to have wilted into herself a bit. He knew that she was taking Anthony's incarceration hard but this seemed like more than that. When she locked the door he turned toward it a moment with a confused look - after all it was the middle of the day in a nice hotel - it wasn't necessarily bad that she locked it, but it did seem a bit off. 

Following Lily to the sitting area Alex accepted a bit of tea. 

"They are both on their way and I expect they will be joining us soon." Dropping his voice into a low compassionate tone Alex continued, "Lily, I know this is hard on you. But I promise we will get him out of there. In the mean time, if you want to talk - to get anything off your chest - you know I am here for you right?"

Lily nodded.

"Yessir, I do. I'm...I'll be alright. Miss Gracie took some blood and says I'm a little sick but I'll be alright. I can have a shot for it when we go home. I just want Anthony to go with us. We won't leave him here, right? We can't leave him behind," she says, squeezing her hands into tight fists and willing herself not to cry.

She memorized the room number that the front desk had given her. She knew she was supposed to be his second in command and it was a bad idea for the two of them, but they were out of town and at the moment very few people knew who they were. Maybe it was a chance for them just to be Alex and Gracie. She left her bags at the front desk for a bellhop to take up to her room. Waiting for the elevator she felt butterflies in her stomach. 

When the doors opened she stepped in, hitting the button for his floor. As the doors slid closed the metal showed her reflection, cheeks flushed with nerves and excitement. She pressed her hands to her stomach, trying to calm herself. When the elevator dinged on his floor she flinched. As the doors slid open she pushed any second thoughts she had from her mind and stepped out. 

Going to his room she raised a hand and knocked loudly. And then she waited. 

Alex crinkled his brow a bit in concern and confusion. He hadn't been aware that Lily had been sick at all, and he found himself quite disappointed in himself for not realizing it. 

"We aren't going anywhere without Anthony - I promise you. If I have to get a bulldozer and go through the front gate of that place I'll do it." 

Alex shook his head a bit, "I didn't realize you were sick - I'm sorry. I hadn't seen you in a while but I thought you had just decided to check out some other parts of the city for awhile - I should have checked on you sooner. I'm sorry."

Alex watched Lily as he spoke - he was certain there was something more going on but he couldn't place it - and if she was sick and stressed over Anthony that would certainly explain a lot. 

Lily opens her mouth to speak when the sound of someone banging on a door in the hallway can be heard, followed by Gracie's unmistakable voice.

"I believe Miss Gracie has arrived," she says with a quiet smile. Lily gets up and unlocks the door, poking her head out and calling into the hallway. 

"In here, Miss Gracie!"

She turned her head and blinked in confusion, "Lily?" she called out as she took a few steps towards the voice. When the head popped out she nearly laughed but instead with one last wistful look towards the door she hurried to the girl's room. "How are you?" she asked before she had reached the door, "Are you taking your medicine?" she added before coming to stop and staring into the room where Alex was. "Ah." She said softly. 

Alex stood from his seat as Gracie walked into the room and smiled at her, "Welcome to town Gracie." he said with just the briefest flush before clearing his throat slightly, "How was your trip in? Can I get you any tea? We were just discussing the current situation."