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Declan Sullivan
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The girl had left short after their session, saying something about her job or whatever. Declan hadn't really been paying attention, he was too busy igniting his cigarette. Girl learns fast. I almost couldn't keep up. Almost. He took a quick puff from the tiny death stick in his mouth just to get it going. He'd need a new lighter soon. New clothes too, now that he thought about it. All the ones in his closet were from someone else....someone he used to be. A dumb kid like him needed to go. Can't look at anything this days without adding that tint of melancholy. Fucking Chicago, always too gloomy for its own good. A few more drags on his cigarette brought the nicotine rushing through his systems. Now he was ready to go face his family. Well, for a few minutes, actually. Declan didn't really feel the need to vomit again. He slipped on a shirt and some pants (the only ones that were clean), and messed up his hair in some vain attempt at "brushing" it. Grabbing his favorite jacket, he opened his door and rushed down the stairs, throwing on some socks and sneakers. If there was a fashion director here, she'd probably go into cardiac arrest from the sight of the disheveled teen. By pure accident, he found himself at the dining room table, where some of his family were either standing or sitting. Shit. Well, had to face them at some point tonight. Deck walked over and sat down at a chair far from everyone else. He then proceeded to check his pockets for any loose cash or change. Hopefully a burger joint would be open.

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Vincenzo Romano

Vinnie looked at Monte as his eldest spoke. A crooked smile grew on Vinnie's lips as he listened to the feedback on Angel's work. "I expected no less of him. He didn't get where he is by doing things half-arsed," he noted. "Your friend, Lloyd, could learn a lot from him," he was quick to add. He sensed the annoyance in Monte's voice and knew why it was there. "Things are going to get busier and more heated for us, son. I hope you're ready to start making a bigger impact on our enemies and do more than just watch."

When he heard the sound of heels clicking on the wooden floor, Vinnie knew it was Gianna before even looking. He chose to ignore her comment about them being at each others' throats as it was such a common occurrence nowadays, she was just usually around to ease the tension a little sooner. He smiled before kissing her on the lips. This smile was different as it hid no malice or secrets, it was a genuine smile which echoed his love for his wife. "Of course I missed you, mi amore!" he softly told her. "How are your mother and Johnny? And the restaurants?" he asked her.

Vinnie watched as Alena left to go upstairs. He didn't stop her as he hoped she was finally going to change into a more conservative outfit. With his daughter on his mind, he looked back to Gianna and removed any pleasantry from his face. "She's upset with me because I don't like the dress she's wearing. I don't want to see her in anything like that again," he sternly told his wife, making it clear he wanted her to do something about it.

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James Porter

James listened to Lucy and his eyes seemed to light up as she mentioned wanting to target Monte. She knew how much he disliked the eldest of Romano's children. He still hadn't forgotten the time he was certain that prick had been counting cards at the casino. "Well, you had to mention that arrogant little shit, didn't you?" he asked. "Any harm that finds him is certainly a long time coming."

James could see she was itching for something, whether it was more alcohol or another smoke. Whatever ever she was needing, he hated seeing her in such a way. "I will not have you doing this alone, Lucy, and don't you dare even think about doing it on your own," he firmly told her. He let out an apprehensive breath, the kind he did when he knew he was about to make a decision which would end up coming back to haunt him in the future. "I will help both you and your father. I want Monte to be punished as much as you do and I can't settle if I think you're putting yourself in danger without any backup."

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Sinead and Conor Sullivan

Capture.PNG Sinead was alone in the dining room when Conor decided to grab a bit of food before joining his father in his business room. He put some chicken and a couple of potatoes onto his plate, his usual appetite reduced a little given the evening's events. He sat next to Sinead and tapped her on the shoulder to distract her as he decided he wanted to take a carrot from her plate. When she saw him and kicked his ankle from under the table, he grinned back to her. He didn't even want the carrot, he just wanted a fun reaction out of his sister. "You know, you don't need to go to the apartment tomorrow. I can get what you need and you can spend some time out with dad," he suggested, hoping she didn't have to see whatever mess had been made of her place.

"Conor, I'm not trusting you to bring back the dresses and make-up I need. You don't even know the difference between pink and purple," she joked. The atmosphere was cut dead as Declan entered the dining room. He looked a state, but Sinead wouldn't say so as she didn't want a confrontation with her little brother. Whether Conor would say something was a different matter.

"Did you just wake up? You look a mess," he said, keeping the wide smile on his face. He knew all about the contempt Declan held for their father and he also believed there was no valid reason for such ill feelings. Sinead's emotional vulnerabilities he hoped were temporary as she was generally a well-rounded and strong-willed person. Declan, on the other hand, his emotional disruptions were more ingrained and this was perhaps how he would always be. "What have you been up to, Deck?" he lightly asked. It was clear to Conor that his brother had been taking something, but other than that, he was oblivious as to what exactly he'd been doing.

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"Well Mon Amie, why not make it seem like it was one of their own attacked them?" Luca suggested as he spun the alcohol in the glass, it was something he did every time he drank. "Use that to have our own attack a child of theirs or mess with Vinnie Mrs Romie restaurant, after all she can't be on both place at once." Those we're just random ideas that they could use or any other that Emmet could come up with. "But of course you're idea comes up first?" He was always gonna be there to assist his boss when it came to plans. "What exactly is your plan for payback?" He questioned as he drank the the drink in one go. He placed the glass back on the table and stare at him, wanting to hear his idea. The main reason he had said those ideas was because he had some people who weren't Romano's member, but they could disguise as one to attack one of them kids and had a few contacts to target Gianna restaurant. He had to be steps ahead in order to make sure the Sullivan's stayed on top or else he wouldn't had been Emmet Sullivan right hand man. Foxy Foxy
 
"Of course~" Fortuna's voice was unusually sugary as she spoke, a honeyed smile spread across her lips. "It's a pleasure doing business with you, Signore Duilio~" Her smile gained a rather sadistic edge, before she placed the reciever down.

And just like that, their meeting had been arranged without much of a hitch. Humming softly to herself in satisfaction, Fortuna then proceeded to ring up a different number. A number that belonged to the Boss. In order to relay the information regarding the gathering, of course. Drumming her manicured fingers against the telephone stand, she waited patiently for the other line to pick up.

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Alex looked at her dad in shock, she couldn't believe they had sunk low enough to bring Sinead into it. From what Alex knew, Sinead was innocent in all of this and like Alex, she had no interest in the family business, instead she lived her own life. It hit Alex hard in the fact that Sinead and Alex were the same age. If Sinead had been brought into it then it was very likely that Alex would also be brought into it or Alena could be hurt again, and Alena still hadn't got over the event which happened to her before. She sighed inwardly and nodded, she didn't have anything to say, nor could she think of anything to say. She took another sip of her wine as she pulled out her cigarettes, placing one to her lips as she lit it.
"Monte" She said in greeting as she stood up and and ruffled his hair, knowing it would annoy him as she smirked at him teasingly. Before Alex could sit down, she heard the sound of heels and turned to see her mother walk into the room "Mom!" She exclaimed happily as she hugged her. Once the hug was broken off, she made her way over to the couch and sat down pulling her legs up under her, she was going to talk when Alena suddenly got up and walked out of the room. Alex watched her walk out of the room and turned her attention back to her parents and Monte listening to what they had to say.

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As Maite continued to work at the bar, with some of the customers still hanging on in there and not in a hurry to leave, a familiar man entered the building. Sergeant Matthew Hunter had once asked Maite out for a drink but she refused. Although they were still on speaking terms, there was sometimes a bitterness in his tone as he spoke with her. That, added to the fact he despised the Romanos, meant he wasn't always a welcomed face at the bar. Nevertheless, he had just finished his shift and needed a drink. He'd chosen this bar because it served more purpose for him than just a drink.

"Good evening, Maite. A pint, please," he asked her. He sat on a bar stool as he watched her get his drink and then handed over the cash to pay for it. "Have your dodgy Italian friends left for the night?" he asked her. He hated the Sullivans too, but it was the Romanos on his mind at present. "I know you don't value me as much as I do you, but you could do better for yourself. The sooner you step away from them, the better. You know the Romanos would betray you if they saw a benefit from it. I have reason to believe they've made quite the mark on this city tonight."

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His ripped knuckles bounced off the door of the Romano household, causing an echoing knock sound to emit throughout the house. Despite wearing gloves during the job, the fabric had ripped his skin drastically. He used his right hand to adjust his hair while his left clenched a bouquet of roses. A large guard opened the door, his figure blocking the view of the inside of the house. "Are the Romano's home... or did you eat them?" Angel asked, trying to look past the heavy man. "Vewy funny, Angwel." The man said, his lower jaw protruding out from a very bad over-bite. "Alright, watch out big fella'." Angel squeezed past the man, pressing his back against the door frame. The man moved the submachine gun, slinged over his shoulder, out of the way for Angel to move through.

Angel entered the house, seeing everyone was around the grand staircase. "Buonasera!" Angel said, rolling his r's in a thick Italian accent. He strutted over to Gianna, bouncing the roses back and forth like a sword. "For you, Mama Romano." He said, once again, over exaggerating the r's. He smiled at her before turning on the balls of his feet to Vinnie. Keeping his hands behind his back, he stepped over to him. "I'm sure Monte has told you by now that the mission was a success. Sinead will never look at that place the same."

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Monte Romano
Monte remembered why he stayed far away from home so often as Alex ruffled his hair. He shot her a look of pure irritation, fixing it in one swift movement.
When Monte heard the distinctive click of heels behind him, his expression soured even more so. It wasn't that he didn't like his mother, moreso that he didn't like her getting on his back so to speak. He'd put out his cigarette out and tilted his chin up proudly as she approached. While fairly annoyed on the outside, he'd been pleased to hear from his father that he'd be seeing more action in the coming days, and as such, he managed to hide the ill mannered scowl.
When Angel entered, Monte rolled his eyes, chuckling for but a moment as the man offered flowers to his mother. This, it seemed, would be a perfect opportunity to exit.
Turning, Monte brushed past Angel towards the kitchen, surveying the assortment of food before settling on a ripe red apple. As he picked it up, he examined how the light played over the smooth red skin, spinning it in his hands before taking a bite and returning back to the chaos, back against a doorframe, apple in hand.
While he wanted to ignore whatever what going on, he knew he'd likely still be a part of it, whether it was his father's business plans or his mother's scolding.
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Emmet Sullivan
Emmet thought, sitting back in his chair and seemingly surveying the room, though he knew where everything was and the exact spot where they lay. He closed his eyes, savoring the whiskey on his lips and wiggling his fingers. Putting his feet back on the floor and opening his eyes, he stared at Luca deep in thought for what seemed like minutes.
"Perhaps we do everything?" The question seemed to be aimed more at himself than Luca as he leaned back in his chair.
"I want whoever let Sinead see the body and damage in her dressing room severely punished." The statement seemed like repetition, though this time Emmet's words were calm and controlled. This was an order.
"I want to make them uneasy at their own home. I want messages, things out of place, missing to set their family on edge. I want the Romanos to feel insecure when they sleep at night. I want them to know we're screwing with them without them having any proof it was us. I want our people mixed with their people. I want to infiltrate their businesses from the inside." Emmet's expression hardened as he stood, pacing the room. "I want a hundred things to happen at once because those bastards can't keep track of everything."
Emmet slammed his glass down on the desk in a sudden rush of anger, and nearly broke the thick walls, as a crack resounded around the room along with the bang of it touching down.
He sighed, sitting on the chair next to Luca and shaking his head.
"I have no idea what to do that won't draw attention to our family much after that." His voice had lost its edge again, and he glanced back at the liquor cabinet before deciding he didn't need any more, ad besides, he'd cracked the glass.
"I want that tuilli Vincenzo Romano dead." He growled, blue eyes bright with intensity, though he stared at the floor.
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Maite

Maite knew the second Hunter walked in her night was going to get even more sour. First Violeta now this. Mattie was an arrogant man, one she didn’t take to kindly of. He had wanted a date once, but she made sure to let him know she wasn’t interested. She passively handed him the pint before pretending to ignore him, but that seemed very unlikely as he began to speak to her. At the mention of the Romanos, Martzel slowly rose from his seat in the corner. With a quick wave, Maite diffused him and he returned to his paper, glancing dangerously at Hunter.

“You really shouldn’t talk like that. Eyes and ears everywhere, Hunter.” Her mouth tightened into a thin line as she absentmindedly began cleaning a glass. Despite everything, he was still kind to her, and Maite respected that. “You’d be surprised, Mattie. You’ve gotten my respect.” She couldn’t look at him in the eyes when he talked about her being somewhere better. “You don’t get it, do you? We can’t step away. We step away, we die. I have a kid sister to look after, and if I get what my family needs from the Romanos to survive, so be it.” He voice was quiet, but it had a dark fire to it, like heated metal in the forge. She put the glass down and managed to stare at him, right through his skin into his heart. “I know. I know they’ve gone ahead and declared war...but if I blink first, my family will pay.”


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Lucy's eyes brightened and she smiled widely at him. "You honestly don't know how glad I am to hear you say that James." She blushed slightly and for a moment, she was sure that he could see right through her. Confidence and glamour stripped away from her in a rare moment of timidness. Lucy looked for a distraction and her eyes moved to stare at the bottle of liquor beside her. She must have looked like such a fool. She was pining for something that was making her ill and she was substituting it with alcohol, trying to numb the feeling of wanting to smoke when stressed. But now she was drinking and stressing.

Clearing her throat, she closed her eyes and shook her head slightly before standing. "Alright, it might be easier if I stayed here for a couple days instead of going back home to my apartment." She thought out loud and looked at James, wondering if he thought that was what would be best. If Lucy had learned anything from her father, it was that it was best to be right under the noses of those you are trying to hide from. She loved him very much and all, but he would never let her do something this 'dangerous' especially when he tries to keep Sinead and herself in the dark. "I'm sure my father will be more comfortable if I stayed here for a few days anyway. It would be safer that way." Her lips formed into a smirk. "See you in the guest bedroom tonight, whenever you get the chance."

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"My mother and Johnny are getting by, but my mother was sick. She is getting better though, and as for the restaurant it is doing just fine." She told her husband as she wrapped her arm around his neck. Gianna missed her husband so, and to have some interaction with him was nice. But she didn't want to forget that she was in front of others. Gianna watched as her daughter left the room, something didn't seem right, but Gianna didn't want to push any buttons just yet. Gianna was shocked to see her wearing that outfit, but it slipped her mind for a moment that she was the one who made that dress for her eighteenth birthday. Gianna cleared her throat as she watched Monte put his cigarette out and he left the dining room. "It's nice to see you too Monte," she said to him as she looked in his direction just before he left.

Gianna wanted to better her relationship with him, but she didn't want to come off as an annoying mother to her son. Gianna couldn't change the way her son Monte felt about her, so she was going to stay out of his way and try not to bother him too much. "She is your daughter too darling...oh I get it. She didn't listen to you did she?" Gianna told her husband as she took her hands off of her husband and walked around. "Now you want me to do something about it, am I correct?" Gianna added as you could hear her soft Italian accent coming into play. Gianna walked over to Alex and accepted her hug, Alex always gave the best hugs and she loved that since she was a hugger.

Gianna raised an eyebrow and turned to her husband when Alex left the room,"What is all of this talk about Sinead? I thought you told me that you wouldn't do any reckless things while I was gone?" Gianna asked as her voice became stern. Gianna heard someone walk in and a smile formed on her lips,"Giovanni, I haven't seen you for a while." Gianna said as she accepted the beautiful flowers from him. "Please tell me what you two did to that Sullivan girl?" Gianna asked Giovanni.


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As Alena was making her way upstairs she could already hear her father talking about her appearance and that her mother had to talk to her about how she was dressing. Her mother made her this dress as a token of becoming an adult and being independent, but her father never knew a thing about this dress until today. Ever since then, Alena has been dressing a bit revealing, but her father thinks of it as dressing like a whore. Alena's skin still crawled when he mentioned that to her. She hated it a lot, and frankly, it hurt, even more, coming from her father. Alena could hear the voice of Giovanni who just walked in, and her heart raced a bit. Alena had a 'small' crush on Giovanni, but she didn't want anyone else knowing that since she didn't want her father to behead Giovanni. Alena has never dated anyone in her whole entire life, and when she tries to introduce her father to this guy that she liked, her father scared him off and he was never heard of. This happened three times, so Alena gave up on the whole love/crush/liking thing that girls did and decided that she would focus more on her future.

When Alena got to her room, she opened the door and left it open just a bit so that she could hear what they were talking about. Alena pulled out a to-do list and began looking down the list of things that she needed to get done in order for the party. But first, she would need to get all her siblings to help, which is sometimes a pain in the butt since most of them are always busy or always have other plans. Alena thought about it for a moment, and she decided that she would plan everything so that she wouldn't go bugging anyone. Alena thought that a nice shower would do the trick, she got out her robe and towel and got undressed. She put her dress in the dirty laundry basket and slipped on her robe before she made her way to her bathroom. This was her second time bathing today, and she usually bathed whenever she was feeling down and nervous so this was 'normal' for her.
 
Luca closed his eyes as he though of a way to find the very person who left the dead guy in front of Sinead dressing room. "I may have some payable people working under cover on our behalf." He had actually gone ahead a long time ago to find those people who could easily be manipulated by him, and he had sent them to spy on the Romano's but it looked like one had forgotten to tell him about his plan to target Sinead. "But it looks like one of them hasn't been providing information like he is suppose to." He leaned back into the chain, before taking out a small envelope from his right pant pocket. "This are people whom have been working for me, but it looks like their time has terminated." He told him as his eyes opened and he stare at him, as Emmet sat next to him. "It may look like I was working behind your back, but you know that the walls have ears." He had wanted to keep this to himself because he didn't want traitors to get their hand on the information. "We never know who could be listening, so that they could give the information to the Romano's for money or privileges." He had everything on a folder that he had put on a safe. That folder would be given to Emmet, showing every information he had gotten. "It wasn't much that they gave me, but I could give it to you now." He knew that the folder was safe, where only he knew where it was.
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Vincenzo Romano

Vinnie's eyes followed Angel as he approached Gianna with the bunch of roses and a small smile crept onto his face. When the man approached him, Vinnie patted him on the shoulder with encouragement. "Yes, Monte told me. Good work, Angel," he thanked him. "We're all going to need to stay on our toes now. Conor will have got the message and Emmet Sullivan will be pretty furious by this point. I want to take advantage on the chaos and distraction, but also ensure we don't lose sight of our own businesses and my family's safety."

When Gianna began questioning him about Sinead, Vinnie groaned before turning to face his wife. "I said nobody would touch Sinead and nobody has. I've just used her to send a message - the message Conor Sullivan wasn't receiving before now. I--" Vinnie heard the telephone ringing and used it as the perfect excuse to leave the conversation. He was sure Angel could fill Gianna in on what they'd done to Sinead.

Vinnie answered the telephone in his study and was pleased to hear Fortuna's voice on the other end of the line. "Fortuna, it's good to hear from you," he greeted her. "What have you managed to arrange?" he asked, straight to the point.

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Sergeant Matthew Hunter

Matthew shrugged his shoulders. "I don't have anything to hide or worry about, so the eyes and ears can do as they please," he flatly told her before having a long drink. He listened as she explained there was no escaping the Romanos. He could see how that would be a tricky situation to be in. "Here I was thinking you and the Romanos were friends, but it sounds to be like you're their prisoner. That's no way to live now, is it?" He sighed before leaning forward and lowering his voice. "The Romanos and the Sullivans aren't the only organisations with power around here. The CPD not only has actual power over Chicago, but also has contacts all over the World. We can see to it that you and your family have your needs met, as well as escape from this city. All you have to do is make a deal with my superiors and you'll be protected, as well as helped to start a new life. All you'd have to do is help us get the information we need to make these streets safe for other families; other people with kid sisters who deserve a peaceful life here." As he spoke, his face remained casual, too casual for what he was suggesting.

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James Porter

James caught the timidness in Lucy and couldn't help but find it even more attractive. She was complicated, which made her more interesting and appealing to him. He was completely sober tonight, so was more aware that she was craving smokes or more alcohol. He couldn't help but think she needed a distraction from those. When she spoke of staying int he family home for a few days, he could only agree. She would be safer here and it would allow her to keep up to date on what was going on with the Sullivans. "I agree, it will be one less thing on your father's mind if he knows you're safe here." When she mentioned seeing him in the guest bedroom later, he grinned at her and could feel his face warm up a little. He knew she was trouble for him but on this occasion, he wouldn't listen to his sensible side - 'Reckless James' was awake. "I'll need to speak with your father about what he plans to do... but I'll be sure to find my way to the guest room after," he assured her.

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Shannon Sullivan

CZnf9RCWAAEVWAP.jpg On Emmet's request, Shannon had been staying with one of her friends and also attending a wedding, a couple of hours' drive out of Chicago. She'd been away for the last couple of weeks. He'd expected tensions with the Romanos were reaching boiling point and wanted her to take some time away. Besides that, her friend had asked her to be the photographer for the ceremony. Shannon had missed being away from her family and when she received a call from one of her contacts about what had happened with Sinead, the vacation was officially over. She wasted no time in packing her case and driving back home to see her loved ones. To say she was angry would be an understatement. She'd never expected Sinead to be dragged into this mess and now she had been, Shannon couldn't just sit back and not show her face.

When she arrived home, she parked in the driveway, seeing a few more cars parked up than usual. Once out of the car, she slammed the door shut and looked towards the house, noticing the light was on his Emmet's business meeting room. She'd left her suitcase in the back of the car as she was in no rush to unpack and carrying it would only slow her down. She walked into the house and quietly closed the front door, then hung her coat up nearby. She headed straight to the room where Emmet and Luca were speaking. She didn't have to open the door to hear the sound of the glass being slammed on the desk by her husband or the anger in his voice. Taking a deep breath, she opened the door and invited herself inside. She gave Luca chance to finish what he was saying before walking deeper into the room. "Good evening, Luca," she greeted him, with a friendly smile. She then walked to the back of Emmet's chair and bent down from the waist to give him a hug from behind as he remained seated. "I had to come home as soon as I heard about Sinead," she told him, before kissing his lips. She then stood up again and gave his shoulders a squeeze, still standing behind him. "Is there anything else I need to know? Is everyone holding up okay?" Although she was angry too, she was keeping her voice soft in hopes of helping to calm her husband down. It was lucky Luca was present, because she'd only be distracting Emmet from his business right now, due to how much she'd missed her husband.

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Lucy had found the guest room she was going to stay in before heading downstairs, she was hungry and the food her father had made smelled great. After heading into the kitchen and fixing herself a plate, she moved to the dining room where she found all three of her younger siblings conversing. "Oh goodness, if this isn't a sight to behold." She smirked before sitting down at the table next to her sister. "I can't remember the last time we were all together in the same room like this." She murmured and looked at each of their faces. Declan was no longer the young man that she use to know. And she wasn't sure if she like it or not. She began to push her food around with her fork and occasionally would pick up her glass of liquor to wash down a carrot or two.

She knew that Declan didn't really like any of them, but she honestly didn't care. What was important to her was that he stayed out of trouble and didn't get hurt. But with the blood shot eyes, she could see that he was under the influence of something other than alcohol. Her eyes narrowed at him slightly before clearing her throat. "Um, I'm not sure if this is something we all agree upon, but I think it would put mother and father at ease if we all stayed here.." She was talking more to the Conor and Sinead when she said this. "That way they wouldn't have to worry about us." Shrugging she took another carrot and plopped it into her mouth.​
 
Emmet Sullivan
Emmet was about to speak after Luca had finished when Shannon entered the room, despite everything, her presence lit up Emmet's face as he smiled, a genuine, happy smile. He had expected her to get the news, but hadn't expected her to get home so quickly from out of town. Emmet focused his thoughts on her arms wrapped around his waist as she weaved her way behind his chair to hug him. It had been weeks since he'd seen her, and while the situation that brought her home was less than desirable, he was happy to see her nonetheless.
It was with her at his side Emmet felt like a king, and with his queen behind him, his mind was more at ease. When she kissed him, he smiled, caressing her cheek for a moment before turning back to Luca. The time for catching up with his wife was for later.
"Yes. Luca and I were just discussing how we're going to go about this. I would be irritated if Mr. Romano had intimidated an active member of our family. It is unacceptable, however, that he's decided to go for the Sullivan who bears no ties to our business except her name." He started, eying his glass. Shannon had no doubt heard it on her way in. "I think perhaps we should go get Conor and finish our plans up with all the voices of the Sullivan family."
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Conor, Shannon and Sinead

Shannon listened to Emmet as he spoke and quickly nodded her head. "Well, Mr Romano is going to have to pay for what he's done, isn't he?" she calmly noted. "I will go fetch Conor," she said, having heard his voice coming from in the dining room when she first entered the house. She left the room and headed straight to the dining room where she was clearly surprised by the sight of her four kids all sat around the table at once. "Well, would you look at that? All of my children in the same place at once. I thought I'd have to wait until Thanksgiving for such a treat," she said, a bright smile on her face.

Shannon made a point of acknowledging each of them individually. "Lucy, you looked a million dollars, my dear," she complimented her and warmly smiled. She then stepped over to Declan and used her fingertips to lift his chin so she could take a proper look at his eyes. "Declan, dear, we need to talk, later," she sternly told him. She then smiled at Conor, who was just the same as always, which was a good thing. "Conor, your father wants you to join him now - I'll be right behind you." She then crouched down by Sinead and gave her a kiss on the forehead, before moving back a little to look closely at her. The girl was clearly hiding her shock and upset behind her smile, but she was completely uninjured. "You're okay, Sinead..." she softly told her.

"I'm glad you're here, mum," Sinead said, quickly nodding her head. "I've missed you," she added, her voice faltering a little.

"Of course I'm here, as is everyone else. So you need to be strong and move forward. Nobody has hurt you and nobody will," Shannon firmly told her, as she stood back up and walked over to inspect the food that had been served a little while ago. "Isn't it a bit late for dinner? Is this what happens when I go away for two weeks," she half-joked. "I'll catch up with you all later," she told the three siblings as she left the dining room. As much as she wanted to console Sinead, she decided the girl had likely had enough of that kind of attention and now needed to, for lack of better words, get over it.

Conor and James joined Emmet and Luca in the room, followed shortly after by Shannon. She was making it clear this was one part of the Sullivan business she intended to be a part of.

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Luca didn't say anything when Shannon nor did he feel like saying anything. He was mostly looking through all the names on the paper he had and crossing out the ones he felt that were useless for him to use on the Romano's and he was gonna make sure those five slept well with the fishes, he didn't like that they hadn't said anything about the Romano's targeting Sinead. But one thing he was gonna sure was to find out who it was that killed the body.

He sure as hell didn't like when his pawns became useless and he was gonna need to find some more. "Have you consider getting more people to join us....." Luca would had said something but kept himself quiet when Conor, James and Shannon came inside. "I'll tell you later." He really didn't feel like asking for permission to get more recruits when the others came inside. After all, right now was time to come up with payback ideas and that was more important.

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"I've managed to successfully arrange a meeting with a bit of... persuasion on my part." Fortuna couldn't help but smirk in sadistic pleasure as she said this, vividly remembering her conversation prior to this one. "The gathering will occur this Tuesday at 3:00 PM." She added shortly after, taking a quick glance at the calendar that hung on her wall. The hitwoman nodded sharply to herself after confirming that there were no events of any kind scheduled for that day. "Meanwhile, the venue will be at our company building." She finished her tirade as she then waited for her Boss to reply.

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Emmet Sullivan
As Shannon left the room, he watched her beautiful figure diappear beyond the door with interest before turning to Luca, who had the paper in hand, intent on what was written there. As Luca began to speak, Conor and Shannon returned, and Emmet gave his right hand man a quick sideways glance to let him know they'd discuss it later. Emmet stood, gesturing for Conor to sit, and his wife to sit in his chair behind his desk as he began to pace the room once again.
"Luca and I will be discussing other plans for later but for now we have a few... main plans." He turned his piercing blue gaze towards Conor.
"I want you to intercept as many goods as you can from any and all Romano businesses. Stay low. We don't want the cops sniffing our family out." He stopped pacing for a moment, rolling his shoulders back. "I heard that the Fox's Den is a popular spot for the Romanos. Perhaps we can make a more public move there."
His grin was now that of more malice.
"Luca and I are working on a .... er.... behind the scenes plan." He tilted his head towards Luca. "The best plans have a hundred attacks from a hundred different directions. The Romanos can't be everywhere at once, and with so much going on, they can't protect every one of their assets."
Emmet turned to Shannon, brow creased with worry before he stepped back to survey everyone in the room.
"Anything to add, Mrs. Sullivan, Conor?"
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Maite
“Friends is a loose term in our world…” She gave him a small, sad smile as she placed the cup on the shelf and turned back to Hunter, arms crossed. She felt her heart beating wildly. She was getting too friendly with a cop in her own bar, and she knew that she had already said too much. Maite chuckled when he whispered to her about the CPD. “Mattie, you’re a good guy, but my family won’t take help from a cop. They’d have to be really desperate, and while we’re on shaky ground, we’re not in that much trouble.” The second he mentioned information, Maite’s face turned cold. “I’m not a snitch. You better leave right now if you think for a second…” Martzel saw how angry she was becoming. Maite had a tendency to get deathly silent as a wildfire blazed inside her eyes. He moved over and busily began chatting to her in Basque. It didn’t distract her from her rage towards Mattie. “Not now Martzel.” There was a strange bite to her voice as she spoke to her cousin, and he bit his lip, obviously a little scared of her. He quietly sat on the end of the bar, away from the two.

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Vincenzo Romano

Vinnie smiled as he listened to what Fortuna explained she had arranged a meeting with the Duilios. "Thank you. I know I can always rely on you. Did you get any idea of how you think it might go down? I'm not letting them take advantage of us and they're idiots if they think I will." He then looked towards his the door of his study, in the direction of where some of his family were talking. "Make sure you look after yourself, Fortuna. We're all going to have to be very cautious from now and you may find yourself with plenty more jobs to do for me," he advised her.

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Conor and Shannon Sullivan

When his father told him he was to intercept goods from all of the Romano businesses, Conor grinned and nodded his head. He'd already been doing so on a smaller scale, so it wasn't an alien task to him. "Of course, I can do that. I already know of some of their delivery points," he confirmed. "You're right about the Fox's Den, too. It's been known to be rife with Romanos and their Azarola allies."

Shannon had been listening to them speak and watching her husband pace the room. When asked if there was anything to add, she was about to speak when Conor shuffled uncomfortably in his seat, clearly about to say more himself.

"I do have something else to add, now we're away from the others..." he began, taking a moment as he realised what he was about to say could only make his father's mood worse. "On my way home from telling Luca and James to come over here, I ran into one of my friends from the CPD." He awkwardly scratched the back of his head as he mentioned his CPD ally, despite how innocent the friendship was. "He told me there had been a murder in Sinead's apartment block, and... Sinead's apartment had been broken into and trashed. So they weren't even happy with targeting her just the once." As Conor's fingertips dug into the chair arm, it was clear he was holding back the anger that was brewing inside of him. "Whilst I'm happy to intercept all of their shipments, I'm not sure if I can stop myself from killing any of the Romanos should they cross my path." Alex and Alena were not included in that sentiment. "The cops are going to want to question Sinead at some point and I'm worried about how she'll take the news. The Romanos know targeting her greatest passion and her independence will hit her hard, and they want me to suffer through my guilt. They're right, I feel fucking awful." It was clear in his eyes that he felt he was to blame for Sinead's suffering.

"That's why you need to learn to control yourself around the Romanos and make sure you don't take their bait," Shannon spoke up. "You have a knack for getting yourself locked up and if you go too far, you won't be coming home after a night in the cells. Vinnie wants you out of the way."

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Sergeant Matthew Hunter

Matthew nodded when Maite rejected what he was suggesting. Of course he understand why she would refuse it. These dirty gangsters were perfectly happy to break so many moral codes, but the one code they intended on keeping was that damn code of silence which he amounted to the same as lying. Murder, stealing and cheating were apparently better than telling the truth to those employed to protect the city. He glanced to Martzel who was clearly uncomfortable with a cops presence. He was going to remark to Maite about her calming down her guard dog, but decided against it. "I understand, you criminals have your own twisted codes. But when the Romanos do decide to turn on you, it may well be too late for the CPD to help you."

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So not only had the Romano's tried to get involved on their business, they had actually broken and trashed her place, when she didn't have anything to do with this. Luca sighed before looking at Conor. "So they did that now?" Honestly now he just felt like standing up from the chair and going to the apartment where Sinead live in order to go get some ideas as to whom it was that broke and trashed Sinead house. "Would it be alright if I go investigate her apartment? It would go to get an idea as to which of the Romano's went and did that to her place." Sure someone else could had gone but he just needed to know who it was. So that later on he should know who his main target should be.

"But do we have enough members for that?" He asked Emmet, mostly because he didn't think that the members were enough to follow through the plan and not get caught. "I heard there was a shipment in 6 hours from now, coming from the Northwest side." Well it should had been already on the Fox den but lets say that certain things kept them *Preoccupied* and that's why they hadn't arrived yet.

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Emmet Sullivan
At the news, Emmet bristled, glad there was nothing in his hands to throw or break. The veins in his hands were nearly popping out as he clenched his fist, silent for minutes as his family spoke, trying to keep his anger in check. He was a lot like Conor when he was angry, impulsive, though he could be quiet violent. Beginning his pacing again, staring down at nearly perfect shoes, Emmet took several deep breaths, regaining some modicum of composure. Stopping at his chair, he looked up.
"Can't feel bad Conor." He said slowly, staring at his son. "I started this business, I continued it when you all were born and dragged my family into as it grew. I feel every bit as awful and angry as you."
He sighed, picking up the glass he'd slammed down earlier, which was now spiderwebbed with cracks. He held it up to the light, inspecting how the light bent around the cracks before setting it down. While Emmet wasn't all too pleased about Conor's mention of the CPD, he figured it was for the best for his son to have ties there, regardless of the intentions he had with them. Emmet glanced over at Shannon, who, of course, was right about Conor. While Emmet had also been locked up in his youth, he maintained a good record with the CPD now, knowing unwanted arrests could draw attention to the family from the police.
Sitting down, he sighed at Luca's words. His family was always right. Emmet had plans of grandeur and they had to bring him back to reality. He shook his head, loose curls shaking just a bit atop his head as Emmet motioned his admittance, waving a hand at Luca.
"We don't have enough people, of course. We never do. So its always improvisation. If you'd like to go to Sinead's tonight before too much happens that should be ok. I'd prefer if you took me, Conor or James with you. If we can intercept the shipment as well, that would be advantageous."
Emmet glanced at Conor, seeming to inspect him as if his appearance would tell him if Conor was up for an evening task. He didn't have to wonder if Luca was up to it, he knew his right hand man was capable and prepared for most anything. To be as old as Luca in the business one had to be smart about how they went about things.
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Conor Sullivan

Conor simply nodded his head when his father said it wasn't his fault. Whilst his father was right, he couldn't help but wonder if all of tonight's events would have happened if he hadn't antagonised Vinnie so much. He supposed it would have happened eventually as it was only a matter of time before they'd push the Italians into getting personal. Perhaps it showed they were threatened by the Sullivans.

Conor caught the way his father was looking him over and sat up straight. He was sober and calmer than he could be given the circumstances. "How about I join Luca at the apartment? If any of the decent cops are reluctant to let us beyond the murder scene to get to the apartment I can talk them around. I was thinking I could grab some of Sinead's things so she doesn't have to go back there." That would leave James to accompany Emmet (or whoever Emmet intended) in intercepting the shipment, which made sense as the driver knew his way around every inch of the city.

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Luca looked over at Conor, when he proposed himself to come with him to Sinead apartment. He would had preferred to go by himself but he guessed going with someone was good, especially if he could talk with Conor. "Remember it has Italian words on the cargo." It was true because earlier he had gone on his car to where the area was located, he had even made sure to make sure the Cargo was held back until tonight. He had wanted to bring some people with him, to steal and use it on the Pub.

"Should we there now or should I head home to get my car? That way I can head over there while Conor delivers the clothes to Sinead." He wanted to change into a dark clothes, that way he could hide and not be found just in case he had to stealthely go inside her apartment. "And Emmet, I may have a few recruits that could join us if you actually feel like getting them to help us against the Romano's." Sure this members were replaceable pawns but they could always serve there purpose.

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