Information about Data Recorder from Madera named Meeting with Jon and Torc.
Private Log of Ara Shondu
Torc. Jon.
I’m sorry to interrupt your day to bring you in here, but it has become quite clear to me, and I’m sure you, that Paradise is in dire need of law enforcement.
What we’ve established is sure to wither and die without law and order.
Christ, I know where this is going.
Yeah, I’m sorry, but I wracked my brain and you were the only two who carry the proper sand to handle a job of this magnitude.
Plus, I don’t think anyone would object if I nominated two Defiant Few to be in a position of authority around here.
All I want is to be a simple rancher and live in peace. But clearly that’s not gonna happen. As much as I wish I could say no, I’d feel like a coward if I did.
Okay, what about you, Torc?
Cooper and I have seen more bloodshed than any soul should. Violence, anger, hate. I’ve left these things behind.
I’m through being a soldier. I won’t be one of violence. If that makes me a coward, Cooper, then so be it. Find someone else.
So you’re gonna make me do this on my own?
I’m not making you do anything. You’ve made your choice. And I’ve made mine. Good luck to you. Both.
