Marston flies down the dusty road on the back of his horse with a small posse of men. The streets are still electric with celebration after his boss Mr Pepper took the bull by the horns and became Godfather of the city. Marston does well to avoid trampling the drunken celebrators.

His destination is in sight now, the once derelict building, now refurbished inside and out. The workmen outside throwing the last of the scaffolding poles into the back of their vehicle, indicating that the construction of the headquarters of the Outlaws is now complete...

Marston dismounts his horse, which is taken to the hitching post by an employee. He swipes the dust from his shoulder as his right hand man dismounts and joins him. They both glance at the sign above the door 'Outlaws Shipping Company', then turn to each other and exchange a proud smile at what they have accomplished.

"How long do you think this front will keep the feds fooled boss?" Asks Kurtz

"I doubt anyone is fooled by what goes on behind these closed doors, that's why they're on the payroll as well" He says, tapping the side of his nose.

The conversation is interrupted as Apples emerges from the entrance to the building looking excited at the arrival of her boss. She shakes his hand, then Kurtz's, before gesturing them towards the entrance.

"Everything is ready, they're all inside waiting for you boss, knock 'em dead!"

The three of them walk through the entrance side-by-side; Inside await the former employees of Jack Pepper, all anxious to meet their new leader and hear what he has to say. Outside a small gathering has mustered, all waiting to see the new leader and offer their congratulations. Not much can be heard from outside, just mumblings and a few muffled words, but they wait patiently…

As the speech nears its end applause can be heard followed by a loud cheer from all inside "TO THE END!", glasses are clashed together and drinks are thrown back before the Outlaws head back into the street to continue the celebrations. Marston emerges to greet his well-wishers...

Hello everyone. I'd like you to join us in celebrating the beginning of the Outlaws!

Congratulations my friend. I am sure you will do great in Los Angeles city together with JackPapper and Tyrant. I wish you all best.

Sorry Jack, i meant JackPepper.

Legion shakes head and smiles

Congratulations and good luck in the future!

Congrats Marston! I wish you all the luck in LA along with JackPepper and Tyrant

Coco raises her glass

Congrats  for the outlaws being back in actions

Aeolus, looking out of the window of his hotel, watches from a distance as dust kicks up in the air from the horses riding by. He grabs a cowboy hat hanging from the rack near the door and the horse-on-a-stick from the corner of the room. He closes the door behind him and mounts the broomstick. As he pulls down the brim of his hat to keep the sun out of his eyes, he gallops down the road towards the recently build HQ. He reaches the building as soon as Marston walks into the streets. Out of breath at this point, Aeolus dismounts from the broom, sets it down on the ground and walks up to his old pal.

Howdy fellla. I just wanted to stop by and join in on the celebration. I wouldn't want to miss a day like this. Congratulations!

He puts out his hand to shake.

What can I say? We've crossed paths on a number of occasions and I'm happy to call you my friend. Los Angeles is in great hands, especially now that you've stepped up as a crew leader for the city. Well deserved. I wish you the best of luck!

Kurtz raises a glass with everyone before heading back to the building to have a few words with the builders.

Good work on the main offices lads. Now onto the warehouse. We need the yard fully mapped out for large scale truck deliveries, the front of house offices and reception as in the blue prints. The back of the shop needs the extra entrance and the specified covered basement sections. Remember about the doors and stairs, they all have to be flush with the floor and easily covered. Thats really important. Understand?

The foreman nodded. He understood what he was doing. The extra money he'd been paid would ensure the plans and information about the extra basement facilities would never be known about. If that wasn't enough, the knowledge that him and his family were never really safe would hold his tongue well enough. Kurtz was pleased. The lads did fine work and the offices were the very definition of plush perfection. He knew the warehouse would be just as perfect. Every good business needed places to hide things. Alive or dead. Legal or otherwise.

He tucked and extra C-note into the foreman's shirt pocket and left him smiling broadly. Back at the party Kurtz saw his old friend Aeolus and clapped him heartily on the back. Handing him a bottle of champagne.

Good to see you here old friend. Drink up! Failure to get drunk will not be accepted!

Clanking bottles he took a long drink and joined in the party.

T-Man was strolling down the street with a cigar in his mouth when he seen alot of people around Marston.He approached the crowd when he hears the words "Congrats Marston I wish you all the luck in LA" from Coco.T-Man thinks to himself it must be an auth in the city of Los Angles.T-Man shakes the hand of Marston and begins to talk

This is wonderful news for the city of LA.Congrats and I wish you the best of luck in the future.

T-Man then walks away from the crowd know Marston will be successful like e previous ancestors

Congrats  for the outlaws and good luck for future.

I'm sure you will doing great alongside Tyrant and JackPepper

Brolly walks up and gives the man a firm handshake…

The man who leads your city has a great mind and in making this decision you have to trust in his judgment, rather you cant help but trust it because his word and wisdom are pure.

This says a lot about you Marston to be taking over his family is quite a big deal, he must have a lot of trust and a solid friend in you to give you such an opportunity. I have no doubts that you will come to do great things, and continue to amaze us all.

Congratulations to you, and the city of LA.

After speaking his two cents Brolly disappears back into the crowd...