(based on a comment from Interviews and Plots)
To: Mr. Foot.
From: Tony.
Heya! Good ta hear from ya! How's the Big Apple lately? Cousin Vito is a little unhappy, he says you haven't been stopping by his place for any of the good imported vino lately. Shame on you! You haven't been sneaking over to the Old Country and grabbing a bottle or three of grappa on the sly now, have you?
Sorry about the "To:" there. :) Couldn't resist the joke, ya gotta admit, the gal got you a good one there! What'cha think of the harbor, eh? By the time she's done, it'll be as clean as a whistle!
Down ta business, then. I asked around for you. The Empire's grunts are pissed as hell, but the word from Kaiser is absolute - they screw with the Docks, or anyone working for or with the Docks? He'll make an example of them same as he did with that idiot who whacked Fleur.
Frickin' crucifixions were mentioned, and I don't think he was jokin'.
He's still pissed as hell at Hookwolf, like you wouldn't believe. And the mooks that were with him? Left to twist in the wind, and if they try to come home to Papa Kaiser, he's gonna finish the job the PRT and Bay police started.
They're kinda lookin' forward to a nice safe prison cell, or so I hear.
As for the local skinheads? Kaiser's gonna have to work fast there. The boys in the Teamsters have been makin' a few examples here and there with any who get outta line. Polite ones. Y'know, respectful and no insult meant to Kaiser. Just a few bruises, a bag over their heads and a note with an apology.
Hey, we still gotta live with our neighbors, capisci?
Other than that, th' Empire's mostly pulled in their horns. They're takin' a live and let live policy. Don't F with them, they won't F with you. And they won't F with the Union at all.
The Famiglia has 'em scared as hell.
(Damn, it's funny as hell to write it that way, y'know? )
Now, you be a good boy, take care, stop by cousin Vito's for a few bottles of the good stuff, not that California-made crap, and tell 'im I said to give you half off or his wife hears about his mistress. And if you can take a moment to stop by, I'll get you some take-out. Some good old fashioned ravioli for you, with plenty of that home made sauce. You don't eat enough, kiddo!
Antonio.
PS - That idiot Skidmark's gonna be trouble, mark my words (no pun intended.) Th' way he's running his mouth in front of his gang, sooner or later the DWU's gonna clash with the Merchants. Y'might wanna pass that along, ok?