I live in New York City, the Big Apple a haven for crime and in turn jobs. There is a lot of homeless on the street so I can blend in without sticking out like a sore thumb. I am currently, staying at the HRA Men's Shelter in Manhattan. A pretty nice place where I get warm food and bed. Not that I wouldn't have money, jobs pay pretty well I just feel better when I don't own anything, but then I leave most of my pay at these shelters so other unfortunate souls have what they need. These places are also great ways to get info about what is happening in the city, it's like having many hungry eyes around it.
All of my income comes from the jobs I do for the mob. All of them are hit jobs, it is the only way I know I can be always useful. I do only small fries, rats, or other people who aren't smart enough to look the other way and mind their own business. I know, not the most flattering work but it pays well enough and keeps me sharp. As for what I spend my money on, well mostly pure survival, but I also leave a lot of my money to the homeless shelters around the city so I know I always have a place where to sleep.
I want to end the Wealth inequity. It's easier said than done really and more than an ambition it is a goal far away in the future. Even now I am a part of the system keeping it alive, as I keep the other people who would want to disturb it, down. I strived for this and I would kill for it, but I would also live for it and give my whole life for it. It just takes time and will take more.
I already sacrificed a lot for it, but then again I was just men then. Now I got a little tougher, and bit by bit I will get even more. And when I am strong enough I will take on the men who build their wealth on the backs of the poor and unfortunate.
I remember it as if it was yesterday, I was doing my patrols with my partner when a black SUV pulled over and from it, two guys jumped on the street shooting down a guy with his family. My partner jumped out to help them but I went after the car, I followed them to an abandoned outpost where the guys met up with what I back then assumed was their boss. I heard them talk about this hit job and about how clean it went, that was when I had enough and came in with a gun in my hand shouting about arresting them all. I was outgunned and outmatched. But the boss gave me an offer I can do the job instead of the two men if I think I can do it cleaner. He then proceeded to shoot the two men and leave. When my partner came after me he found me in the factory with two dead bodies. I resined right that day as I had a new job.
Even though I tried to cut off the people in my life they always found me, and I could never say no. There are only three people who I consider close, Edward Sullivan my old police partner who always seems to be in the wrong place at the wrong time which always results in me saving his unfortunate ass. But I think it is just the mob pushing him in my way so I would have to take care of him once. He is loyal to the teeth at one point putting his badge on the line when I was in the court. He is a true friend.
The second person is my sister Annie a sweet and clever girl who is also an unfortunately a reporter set on uncovering the truth about the New York underworld. A goal I am proud of but also one that gets in the way of my job.
Now the third person is Maria a caretaker in one of the shelters I stay at and also my Ex well sort of, we hooked up a lot but I could not stay at one place for a long time which made it difficult but she is always happy to see that I am alive.