Well, that's about it. You're the Capo di tutti Capi now.

Your fratello per eternity,

Pettirosso DiCappello (a.k.a. Petey of the 'Burg)

P.S. Don't forget to burn this.

Loot went light in the head. He slid back, dropped his head between his knees, and made an effort to breathe. He labored to his feet and dialed his phone.

"Billy? Loot here. Get the crew together at the Sons’ in an hour and have the Rev call me. Whaddya mean, whaddoo I mean? We're back in business! Am I serious? Am I serious?"

"Abs'loot'ly."