In a trance, the unfamiliar face became his own from his younger days.
The floodgates of memory burst open, and it was as if he had returned to that era of passion and resolve.
"Thirty years ago, law and order in West Yellowstone City was a complete mess. The streets were filled with violence and chaos, but the Sheriff's Department just ignored it, turning a blind eye as the gangs ran wild."
"Community representatives, out of options, came to my office. They reported the gangs' atrocities in their neighborhoods and begged me to do something about it. Looking into their hopeful eyes, I swore to myself right then and there that I would find a way to change this grim reality, no matter the cost."
"Later, I came up with a bold plan. I started secretly investigating the various gangs to find the first one I could work with. I think it was…"
Here, Sheriff Sean paused for a moment.
After all, time had passed, and many of the details from twenty years ago had grown hazy in his memory.
