'They tied him up in a nice clean sheet,
And laid him out upon the bed,
With a gallon of whiskey at his feet,
And a barrel of porter at his head.'
So go the words to 'Finnegan's Wake,' a song from better times. Times when the world wasn't divided into criminals and their prey. Times when the gangs and their skreemer assassins didn't rule the streets with guns and death. Veto is the greatest skreemer of them all - so renowned that the name Skreemer has become his alone. He has clawed his way from the fery bottom to teh very top in a culture of force and power, and his will is unbreakable. But the world has kept turning, and the gangs' time is over. A new order is emerging, and everyone accepts it.
Everyone except Veto Skreemer.