Pronto had stationed him here with instructions to report any large scale movements of Wood's men directly to the police station. If anything like that happened, the officer was to notify Pronto immediately.
The young officer showed no sign of fear or tension despite the looming threat of a gang war. Instead, his face was filled with the excitement and anticipation typical of youth. He, too, was a young man with the same restless energy, eager to prove himself and make a mark on the world. In many ways, he wasn't so different from the gang members wandering the streets, except perhaps for his fortunate upbringing, which had given him a respectable job right after school.
Being a police officer was certainly a respectable job, but it wasn't necessarily one that satisfied the ambitions of a young man. It was a job suited for older men nearing retirement, not for someone still full of curiosity and dreams for the future.
