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New York a thriving metropolis of lights and dreams, the home of many immigrants and Mob families. And now after two decades of silence the mob is back, the look of button men walking the streets and greeting their neighbors is gonna be a real treat for the local neighborhood watch. Still there was quite the Shroud presence and Southie was carving a small corner for himself. Having Mayor Sampson in bed with his enemy complicated matters and careful planning along with a secure supply line would be crucial.

 [center] -- Meanwhile in Vegas --[/center]

Barron sat in his robe legs shaking in place as he tracked down Ben, Duff had no leads and it was getting tense. Ben needed to be found for both their sakes and Carol came in with a grin on her face.

[color=cd0000]”You got good news I can see it.”[/color]

“Call Duff we found Ben. Or his phone.” Carol sat next to Barron setting her behind on the arm of the chair. “Paid off an employee at Ben’s cellular network texts between his phone and a number under Reid Industries?”

Intrigued Barron paused as his finger stop just over Duff’s contact. [color=cd0000]”This Reid Industries you think they were involved with this?”[/color]

Carol unsure herself let out a sigh. “Nothing has been dug up on them yet but the exchange seems to be between teenagers, friends possibly. Multiple texts of varying length.”

A slight ringing could be heard as Barron gave thought to the idea. [color=cd0000]”If he’s texting we’ll ask him ourselves then.”[/color] With an angry and irritated tone Duff almost demanded  for any information Barron had to which he happily obliged knowing all too well how dogs act when cornered. Soon Ben would need to answer a few questions about his whereabouts until then Barron hoped he would enjoy his freedom.