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September 2017 Bedlam City Corinthian Riverboat in the Babylon District 11:00 PM Declan floated high above the Manitowoc River, gazing down at the Corinthian riverboat Casino. The lights from the riverboat danced on the river, tantalizing passersby with promises of wealth, if one was lucky enough to hit it big. While not as big, or as high profile as it's counterpart, the Heart of Dixie, it did offer something to those of lower station and less than stellar reputations: availability and anonymity. It's the kind of place that looks glitzy and high cotton, but in reality was just another low rent mob front in an already low rent town. The mob in question that owned and operated this particular den of iniquity was called the Scarpias mafia family, and Declan had tracked some of those he believed to be responsible for his death to this place. When he was alive, he had only visited this place once, and didn't stay long as he got pretty drunk and was summarily thrown overboard. That life seemed so long ago now, almost like it belonged to someone else. Perhaps it was a side effect of his being a ghost, he thought, perhaps he was just an echo of what he had been, a soulless revenent sent to exact revenge. He wasn't sure if he believed that, because when he watched Victoria, he still felt that love, and that pain for having left her. Declan shook his ethereal head and descended slowly towards the riverboat. He had come here for a purpose. He had come here for answers. Mostly, he had come here for revenge.

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