Hostile Take Over

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"All of 'em."

"All of them?"

"All. Of. 'Em."

"You do realize that is... over twenty five million dollars worth of property, don't you?  And that's not even including the Monarch Theatre, that's city owned property and not for sale."

"Not for sale?  City property?  Well if it's city owned then why ain't it operatin', slick?"

"Well, that side of town has deteriorated very profusely and since the Wayne murders it has a hard time attracting an audience to the point that we had to just put it on the back burner-"

"Then give it to me, honky, its mine now.  I'm buyin' up all available property on Park Row, you may as well give me the theatre."

"But there are so many things to fix and restore."

"I got the time, the very skilled labor and the money. "

"I'll... see what I can do."

Two days later...

Rooster stepped into the Monarch with her crew, they had just went through the seven other buildings and at least a dozen store fronts she had bought, and now...  they ended their day of assessments at the Monarch.

It had been an elaborate and beautiful art deco theatre, tiles laid together to create images, and neo-classical sculpture in the proscenium arch depicting Dionysus and his followers drinking wine and hearing music.  She smirked at the decomposed remains, seeing all that could be done, all that could be repaired.  She looked down to her tablet and looked over its floor plan.

"Gentlemen, I believe we have work to do..."

Her crew all offered smiles and grins and then together they went forth to inspect these seemingly ancient ruins.

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Chapter Two:
Study War No More
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It had been a busy pair of weeks, she had called in some crew from her other holdings in Texas to come help with the projects.  She had three small groups working in the store fronts, fixing their problems, renovating, and just generally improving them.  She had two larger teams working in the building she had bought.  Her most skilled and largest team worked in the Monarch.  For the most part she moved about, helping where it was needed most.  It was a large task, but her goal was to have everything done, aside from the theatre, within a month.  The theatre would take a little longer, but once everything else was done she could go ahead and focus all her people on finishing the Monarch.  

She was taking a break with Bobby and a few of the others, a long lunch that they needed and deserved.  They were all covered in dirt, grime, and sawdust.  They looked filthy, but they could care less.  They all sat out in front of the theatre.  Rooster had a banjo she strummed at lazily, Bobby had a harmonica he was blowing music into while leaned against a door,  Dooney held a guitar and strummed along with Rooster's tune.

"Hey, you boys know where I'd like to go?"

Bobby smirked, so did Dooney.  The others that sat around looked up from their respective sandwiches and pie.  As Rooster began to play those familiar chords, Dooney did not hesitate to fall in step with her, Bobby snapped his fingers a few times before joining in with his harmonica.

People walking by began to slow up and stop to listen to them.  Rooster nodded as they moved along through the song in no particular rush, taking their time.  She eventually got off the chair she had been sitting on and to her feet.