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Early Morning Shopping Spree
The next day, Charlie woke up early. As everyone in the city starts their morning routine, Charlie walked down the empty sidewalk of Dunham Street. Though the morning was heated with the early summer sun, Charlie donned his trenchcoat. This time, it served a different purpose. As he reached his target, Charlie glanced back down the lane. Both ways were clear. He slipped into an alley, and quickly decended down the cellar stairs to Morelli's Piano Shop...A well-known speakeasy controlled by the Don. Behind the piano shop was the poison-stocked bar, and underneath the Don stored a deadlier poison. There in Morelli cellar, the Don's weapons expert, Vic Greco, stored and worked on all the firearms used in the Don's business. Charlie had been there himself before every job to pick up his heaters, everything ranging from submachine guns to sniper rifles to double-barreled luparas. After Charlie finally got some pieces of his own in 1930, Charlie hardly ever saw Vic. Nonetheless, Charlie knew Vic would be in his shop early, working on his little beauties. Charlie slowly slipped through the heavy wooden door and down the last flight of steps into the cellar. Vic looked up from his desk, surprised. "Charlie? Dat you? Good to see you!! Why you comin' down here," Vic looked at the clock on his desk. "So damn early, too!" "I have some...business I need to discuss with you, Vic." Vic was taken aback as such coldness. "Uhh, sure, man...I see you brought a Thompson with you. Somethin' wrong with it?" Charlie set the Thompson down, turned and took his trenchcoat off. He picked the Thompson back up, inspecting it's stock. "No, no...Nothing wrong with the Thompson," he mumbled. "Then whatcha need?" "This." Charlie swung the Thompson up to his hip and squeezed the trigger. Hot lead ripped throughout the cellar, piercing flesh, wood, and brick. Vic swung around in anguish and collapsed on the dirty planked floor. Charlie paused, and let the Thompson hang at his side. "Thanks." Charlie looked throughout the cellar, and picked what he needed. He carefully stepped over Vic's body as he started to head to the door. He didn't want to look at Vic. Charlie was disgusted in himself. On his way out, Charlie noticed two bundles of tubes on Vic's desk that he had been toying with before the interuption. Charlie picked up the dynamite, weighing it his hands. "That damn fool, starting to deal with explosives...well, it ain't gonna go to waste." Charlie pocketed the two bundles and walked out of the cellar carrying his loot in a well-packed crate. As he turned out onto the crowded sidewalk, he realised that nothing was stopping him now. He was ready.El Tovar Hotel
Just twenty feet from the edge of the Grand Canyon's south rim, the El Tovar is a large hotel which was designed by Charles Whittlesey, Chief Architect for the Atchison, Topeka, and Santa Fe Railway and opened in 1905 as one of a chain of hotels and restaurants owned and operated by the Fred Harvey Company. The building has multiple roofs at several different levels that add to its architectural interest, visual appeal, and spatial experience. At the uppermost level is the wood turret, wrapped in shingles and serving as the most important element of the identifiable silhouette of El Tovar. Directly below that is the hip roof with bracketed eaves that shelters the central portion of the building, including the lobby and mezzanine lounge. On the north and south ends the roofs step down to two- and one-story terraces. The main entrance on the east side of the building has a gable roof with a hipped end covering the large entrance porch. Further architectural emphasis on the main entrance includes the L-shaped walls of stone masonry bordering the outside edges of the entrance porch. The original sign identifying the building as El Tovar and bearing the Tovar coat of arms hangs above the entrance stairs, supported by a peeled log framework. The building underwent a total rehabilitation completed in 1983 that included the removal of all original windows in the upper stories and replacement with thermal-pane windows in a dark brown anodized aluminum. The original windows were paired four- and five-light casements with single-light transoms above, all of wood frame construction. The new casements are single lights with false mullions on the interior. The layout of the guest rooms has changed to allow for updating, although the double-loaded corridors remain. Although the fenestration is the same as it was originally on the exterior, the rehabilitation of the hotel in 1983 included the addition of private baths for each guest room. The 95 guest rooms now number 79 because of that change in allocation of space. All of the guest rooms have new carpeting and sheetrock, new baseboard electric heaters, and new doors with higher fire ratings. Some of the guest rooms that have balconies have had sliding glass doors with aluminum frames added for better access and easy maintenance. Over the years El Tovar has housed such dignitaries as Albert Einstein, George Bernard Shaw, Paul McCartney, Ferdinand Foch, Gugliemo Marconi, Presidents William Howard Taft, Gerald Ford, Bill Clinton, and Theodore Roosevelt, and even Arthur Fiedler. Once described as "the most expensively constructed and appointed log house in America" the hotel has retained most of its original character.
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