It was a sunny afternoon in Los Angeles when Swinson got a call from the boss.

"I need you to set up a crew in Corktown and run the district. I trust you can do that, eh? You'll be working with Alexia, she's got Bricktown."

Surprised with the offer, Swinson replied.

"You got it boss. I'll grab my things and book a flight right away. Thanks for the opportunity."

For a split second Swinson thought he was barking mad by agreeing to it, he had a flashback but thought it was all a dream. He took a pee up a tree like every dog does, wagged his tail and new it was time to crack on!

After serving the Luciano Crime Family as the right hand for a short period, Swinson got the go ahead to set up his own crew in Corktown and run the district. After a huge war, lots of people were dead, so it was all hands on deck to rebuild this thing of ours. He started to reach out to some of his old friends and they spent most of the time running around the city wearing white Nike socks gathering dogs to take to the HQ.

The HQ wasn't much to look at for now, they bought a mansion with a huge yard and started fortifying the place. Swinson sent some of his associates and bodyguards to spread the word of the new crew in town, The Dog Pound.

Georgette looked at her notes, then back at the sign hanging outside the headquarters, and then back at her notes.

Shaking her head she just closed the book and walked away.