The year is 1921 prohibition is in full effect.
So there I was a small town bootlegger.
I wasn't making ends meat anymore. Since the whole county was producing and the Van dutch gang was causing trouble again. But I still had one final run to make before I hung up my hat.
With the wagon loaded up with the last bottles I headed out. As I road into Saint Denis with the shine glass clinking together I realized I wasnt in Annesburg anymore. This small town bootlegger finally made it big. Though the journey wasnt finished after all the drop off was well beyond the border. Tumbleweed was were I was headed and I was certain to see the Bandito gang