Date: July 1, 1971 18:30<br/>Location: Murphy Family Estate, Kingstown city limits<br/><br/>Thomas checked his watch as the vehicle pulled up to the house before stepped out of the back as the driver opened the door. As he made his way toward the house his driver fell into step over his right shoulder. The House had set of stairs leading up to the base of the main house with a Large garage of to the left of the circular driveway with a stone perimeter fence surrounding the Estate. At the top of the stairs a group of men met them, one taking the car keys and leaving to park the car well the other 3 fell into step with the pair, 2 behind and 1 on the left. "Everything is currently on track for the Policeman's ball next month sir," as the man on his left said this he handed him a folder of information on the event. Thomas took the folder and skimmed through it quickly before handing it back and responding, "keep it up and don't forget the mayor and chief's invitations." The man merely nodded as he took the folder and left.<br/><br/>The small group made there way through the building, passing a few guards and family members on the way before reaching Thomas' study. The driver moved ahead opening the door well the other 2 took up post outside the door and Thomas entered the room. The room was a moderately sized room on the third floor with a fire place on the right wall and a large window overview the back yard of the estate in the center of the back wall. In front of the fireplace were two leather chairs, one of which currently sat Jack idly reading the newspaper a smile on his face. "Any interesting articles in the paper today?" as Thomas spoke he made his way other to the desk in front of the window removing and draping his blazer over the chair behind it. Silently behind him followed the driver who took up a position against the wall off the right of the desk. "A few articles about the coming election and the usual coverage about the war," as he spoke Jack folded up the paper and stood to face Thomas who had moved to the liquor cabinet to make a drink.<br/><br/>"I assume since your here this late you have something that's probably going to raise my blood pressure," Thomas grabbed a bottle and poured two drinks as he spoke. Jack gave a short laugh and took one when offered before responding, "You know me to well. Word on the street is a group of guys pulled a gun in one of the clubs over in the red light district earlier today. Apparently they were spouting off about the place should be the under Italian control and not the bikers." Thomas took a drink and made his way to sit at his desk and spoke, "Probably a few idiots thinking to much of themselves. I assume they didn't fare to well given their location." Jack gave a short laugh moving to sit across from him before responding, "as far as I've been able to find they were taken for a chat on what they did and 3 went in but only 2 left." Sitting his drink on the desk Thomas leaned back with a sign, "I can only assume how the Italians will respond if those really are their guys and if it turns out they aren't I doubt those bikers will listen given what happened." There was a short pause as Thomas took a moment to think before he continued, "Send my condolences for the dead and keep an eye on things in case it escalates. The last thing this city needs right now is a mob war. The Feds are already starting to look this way with all the drugs being pushed."<br/><br/>Jack's smile dimmed slight before he nodded and stood walking to the door giving a quick acknowledgement to the guards and heading on his way leaving Thomas to go over documents and think.