Shaw was out here for the hustle, the streets was the place he felt at home. Even tho it was deadly, the rush of not knowing what the next move could be, made it that much better. He steps off the bus with just the clothing  on his back, and one little go bag. His fedora tilted slightly to the left, he just looked like he was on a mission. Just around the corner, not too far from the bus station he found a spot just cozy enough for him to sit tight, until he found him a home. At this time it was about the hustle, and the mission was to come up. Shaw hit the block, he hit the districts and made his packs move as fast as possible.

“Yo, what you need?”

Shaw questions the young thug trying to hold his own down.

Young Thug:  “you know I’m out here tryna get this paper, I see you out here. Hook me up with the real”

Shaw looks at the thug with suspicion.

“Im gonna get back at you, let me check your hustle out a bit, and we will see.”

Shaw walks off tossing the thug a small sack for his time. Could be a future contact.

He continues his hustle, and nonetheless it was exactly what he expected. Now to find a place to call home, a family, but which one and where. There were choices, sure there was. And then the decision. The next move, which was never known, no matter how much you thought you knew.

Shaw makes his way up another block, making a sale here, conversing for a sec there.  He was just dropping off a package, that was when he saw the place. A hole in the wall of a spot, but just good enough for Shaw to get it started.

He goes back to the alley to collect the little things he had for himself, and the small loot that he had come up on.

Right after the depression, once everything is getting right back up and running. On the eastern part of California, right before you get to Nevada was a small town. Actually going way out east you could see that there was a lot of growth, a lot of small towns building, looking to populate. There was a small town with a very nice population, and it had nice traffic, possibly because it was in route to Nevada. The Bank, no particular name, was a hot spot for the cash. This was the location to keep an eye on. .

In the up and coming days the plan was to get the lay of the place. Shaw headed out on a trip east to check things out. As he enters the city he could see how busy everything was, just busy enough. They pull up to a house which was a location dropped down through many generations, so getting comfortable should not be difficult. Shaw walks into the building, looks like a small bar attached to a few suites above them. He enters the building, and you can see a small layer of dust. He hits the power and everything seems to be in good working condition. This was just the beginning, there was nothing but opportunity ahead. He had made an appointment with a good set up crew, and it was set for the next few days. In the meantime Shaw would get his office together, order some supplies for small business transactions and try to get a few homies to roll through and kick it.