Henry Starr is a pioneer in the wild west. He had robbed more banks then any other man, but the law had gotten him 4 years ago and he decided while sitting in a jail cell that he needed a fresh start. One of his cell mates had told him about the crime families in many of the big cities back east, and it sparked Henry's interest greatly. "You mean to tell me that gangs are charging people "protection money" and the cops are just turning a blind eye to it?" This is the moment that Henry decided to make a new name for himself… He had stashed several thousand dollars in a place that no one would ever find, so the day he was released he went straight for the money and bought a train ticket to New York City.

His cell mate had been right. Henry was a man of the trade, and the things he saw over his first 2 weeks in New York had amazed him. Bodies were falling dead all around him, yet the cops never seemed to be around. He saw 3 Post office stick ups in the matter of an hour, and no one seemed to bat an eye. Every time he turned around Henry was seeing a purse get snatched, but he never saw anyone get arrested. He started watching this one particular gang very closely, because every time he saw any of them, they were always surrounded by body guards. Protection was the one thing that he had not had much of back in the west.

This all seemed too good to be true. The gangs must have been making a fortune. He had to get in. After several days of trying to get a meeting with the leader of this family, he finally was called to a part of Long Island that he had not been to before. The meeting went well and as he made his exit, Henry felt like a new man. He was being given a shot with the Long Island Leopards. He was a man with something to prove again. He was starting at the bottom, but that was not a problem. He would prove his worth in no time.

And this is how the West's greatest bank robber turned Gangster. If there is one thing that New York had never seen, this was it. A cowboy with something to prove. A man with history that no one from New York had ever been told. The only thing left to do was to get to work. Life had opened its door to Henry Starr one more time, and he planned on taking full advantage.

I had never met a cowboy up close before. When I had travelled out west, I had picked up the newspaper and seen the outlaws on the front page. I had even seen Henry's picture wanted for a few bank robberies. When I actually saw the man up close here in New York, I had to stop a minute. It was like a dream, why would this cowboy from out west be here in New York? It took awhile for the two of us to sit down together. After all a GodFather can't just keep company with any outlaw from across the country. But Henry worked hard, he showed my men he had what it took to join this thing of ours. When we finally did sit down for a drink, I knew the boys had made the right judgement call. Henry would fit in here perfectly and I look forward to working with him for many days to come.