Hymie Heiss looked as if someone had drain the blood from his body and replace it with milk, he hadn't shave that morning his tie was loose, his hair not brushed, not exactly the image of leadership that the Siders Gangs needed at that moment, as everyone was already sat at the table Heiss poured some whiskey on a glass but at the last moment he took a swing from the bottle itself, he stomped the bottle on the table and finnaly spoke.

"Six warehouses in one day...that's what the feds broke only today, that German Wuffin is costing us a fortune...I want Wuffin DEAD!!!, I want Morna DEAD!!!, I want every damn Federal Agent in Chicago in a coffin..."

Ok good ol' Heiss was taking things a little to the extreme so the always more prudent and smart Venetti raised a hand, "WHAT????" Heiss yelled as sole answer.

"With all respect Heiss if we start killing FBI agents all over Chicago we'll have the whole Boureau on our backs in no time, we need a little tact here".

Heiss gulped his glass of whiskey on one gulp, everyone around were looking at Venetti as if he had said something nasty of Heiss' mother "Vinny, it better be hell of an idea or im dinning spagetti today"

Ignoring the insult Vincenzo proceeded to tell him about his plan, "Look Heiss I already started moving our liquor to brand new warehouses I just bought today, the problem here is that we're relying too much in home made liquors, we need to distract morna and the feds with small ammounts of alcohol, and all the while we smuggle it from where it is legal, Im talking about bringing product from Canada and Mexico, even Cuba..."

"Spike" O'Donnell made a grunt of disaproval and Jimmy "Knuckles" stood up and said "Shut it Venetti if the boss says we kill we're gonna..." he couln't finish the sentence cause Heiss snapped his fingers at him to bade him silent and after a moment of thought he finnaly talked "That's the best idea any of you idiots ever had, "Venetti you're in charge of the operation".