Lucky Seven (Northeast)

OC: Lucky Seven is Mafia Owned

The building which Lucky Seven called home looked like it was on its last two legs, a number of cars parked outside.  Two large Italian men standing outside the door to the place. They wore suits that looked as if they were ready to burst at the seams.  They said nothing as the door was propped open, smoke seemed to have a life of its own as it 'walked' out through that opening.  Inside the music was something you swore was played in the Godfather or Screwface sagas.  Inside, the place was dark and smoky.  The smell of alcohol wasn't missed and it wasn't the 'cheap' stuff as most would associate to such a setting.  The music still going but it wasn't over bearing and allowed that quiet of the place to settle in certain areas though out.  Once further inside, the door closed and only the smoke-dimmed light was all that was provided.  The walls a deep crimson and the areas to sit were just as confined in privacy.  There was a single tender behind the bar, wiping down the counter and getting the next round of drinks together.  

The Lucky Seven is a favorite hangout for Detroit's criminal element.  Drug deals and other illicit transactions are nearly constant.  Police have been known to do raids on the Lucky Seven but they always manage to come up with nothing and there is one District Attorney who has pledged to close down the Lucky Seven.