Aiden was one of the local boys, his roots dug deep in Port Temperance. All his life he had lived as a dock hand at the pier, going to school and aspiring to make something of himself. Law was his calling, working his way to become a law clerk in port, slowly until he became one vicious defense attorney. In the past few months he was hoping to add a new title to his name, now that the town was in need of a new mayor he hoped his dedication to the law was enough to give him the upper hand over everyone else.<br/><br/>After a full day of work he reported to the local watering hole and ordered a drink to calm the nerves and enjoy the evening. He smiled at those who looked his way and offered conversation to those who wanted to chat. The recent talks of mobsters was unsettling, such a calm town, he hated to imagine those the slimy sons-of-bitches within the citizen population.