Didn’t come from much, just another name in a city that doesn’t slow down for anyone. Learned early that if you wanted something, you took it. Started small, running errands and shifting whatever I could get my hands on, learning what kind of people to trust and who to avoid. Eventually made the move out to Los Santos, chasing bigger opportunities and even bigger money. Found myself a run-down bar in Vinewood, the place was falling apart with and had no clientele, but I saw potential where others saw failure. Put everything I had into it, brought in the right people and set the right atmosphere. What used to be a dead spot turned into a hangout for those less legally inclined. One night, due to perhaps fate, a few gents were looking for somewhere to lay low from the law and I invited them in to stay. Hearing them reminisce on the nights events so far piqued my interest, it reminded me a lot of how I see things, with loyalty first, profit second. “The Almighty forgives, the Lost don’t. Peace and prosperity be damned.”
