Prohibition

[Marching12step]

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Jana was laying on the bed by herself. She was alone again tonight, and she hadn’t seen her husband since three nights ago. It was frustrating not having any attention. She got up and started to wander around the house.

Don was studying in the speak- easy. He hadn’t been paying attention to girl attempting to flirt with him. Don wasn’t a bad looking man. In fact he was quite handsome despite his geeky persona.

Samuel was in his office as usual studying photographs. A murder broke out a few nights ago. The man murdered had gang affiliations, so it was his area of expertise. Samuel noticed a pattern in the recent murders and this one.

[teamplasma]

A shady man in a black hat and wool trench coat knocked at the door of the one room apartment. This wasn't a common thing, having a guest.
"Sir may I come in?" He said in a low voice, he looked around and came in without Max answering. He sat in a chair near the kitchenette and continued. "Alex was in a fight last night, he is gone now, Alex needs you take over his part. The shipments, handeling, EVERYTHING!"
I knew what he ment, it was plain to me. Alex Malone has died in fight, probably during a liquor import. He has died and wanted me to help. This I knew little about, all I knew was the Malones were dangerous, I had to do this, and Alex was killed by a Rachinello.

[Squirtle102]

George entered the police station. Everyone stared at the new guy. No one usually likes the new guys. "Come on guys. Just cause I'm from Brooklyn doesn't mean I'm different. We're all Americans here." George sighed and sat down. Everyone got back to work without a sound.

[Marching12step]

Jana kept whispering, "Don't drink the merchandise." She was so tired, that a bottle of Canadian liquor didn't seem bad. Moonshine was nice once in a while, especially seeing her father made it, but liquor was a rarity now.

Don looked up from his book. He had done alot of memorizing the few days. There was a young lady standing there. "Yes ma'am?" His voice trembled a little

Samuel notice three brasions on the arm. There were inconsistant, almost unrealistically perfect. Surgical tools were used to cut. Samuel looked at the other cases

[Squirtle102]

George began walking towards the chief's office. He wanted to make a good first impression on front of the chief. "Sir." George stood at attention.

[Marching12step]

Samuel looked up from the photos. "Yes?" Sam didn't have much to say. He was focussing on the surgical tools that could have been used. "Come in."

[teamplasma]

Max buzzed beelines down the Chicago streets, he like the sites and sounds of it all, even the smell of cigar smoke and coffee were what he found nice. Chicago was the place for him, this is how he like it and now (because of the death) he was staying here forever. He was walking through the very busy streets and then there it was, the place he was needing to be... The Lake Michigan Harbor.

[Squirtle102]

"Lt. George Curnell. NYPD. I got moved to this place in a transfer operation. I believe you needed new faces because of the... you know..." George froze up during the name of them. He stood there at attention.

[Marching12step]

Jana decided to run out and drink a little. She knew all the speak- easies in this city. She grabbed her coat and headed out.

"I want you." The woman was drunk. "Ma'am, I'm not on the menu." Don was trying to ease her out of stuper. Don wasn't a ladies man.

"Did you work homicide?" Sam's face was continued to be buried in the reports.

[Squirtle102]

"Yes sir. That's why I was promoted. I'm ready for action sir." George stood at attention. Waiting for Sam to review his work.

[Marching12step]

"Come here." Sam motioned the boy to go towards him. "Take a look." Sam didn't pay attention to his surroundings at all.

[Squirtle102]

"Hmm... a typical shooting homicide." George tried to prove himself to Sam. "Looks like the bullets were from a M1921. Or Thompson Submachine Gun."

[Marching12step]

"I established that. Look here." Samuel pointed to a laceration on the arm. "Where'd come from?"

[teamplasma]

Back the house the man had given hime $300 and a letter sayingmeet Janis at the harbor for instructions. Here I was, where was she??? This seemed not right, unsettling even. Then out of the foggy darkness emerged the all known Janis Williams.

[Squirtle102]

"These people were possibly whipped. How strange." George said cautiously.