Jakob Bosch lives in a broken-down and battered, but somehow still running, Volkswagen bus, his last piece of home. Before the draft called him into service, Wetumpka, Alabama was were he and his family worked. His father and mother ran a pharmacy, where he and his six sisters helped out after school. It was an ordinary life in the small town, surrounded by returning Native culture once the World Wars had been over for more than a few years. Still, though, Jakob felt the need to serve as wars continued to rage on, not for some sense of patriotism, but for exposure, to get out of Alabama and make a name for himself and his heritage, thoughts of rebellion and grandeur spurred on by one of his young uncles' own activist spirit.
Jakob gets most of his money from "back-alley surgery" jobs, assisting immigrants and those who can't afford 'actual' doctors. Despite his own opinions on forming connections through his work, he sees the advantage in having so many small friends, and the money and possessions they trade for his work aren't too bad, either. He trades in possessions at pawn shops, and uses all of his money to keep his stock of medical implements and tools as rust-free and generally sterile as possible, and the rest goes towards fixing the van he calls home.
After reaching Hawaii, Jakob still prefers to assist where he can, though, falling head-first into the strange world of Contracting has proved to himself that he's as effective with a firearm as he is with his surgical tools. When not enjoying the lap of luxury, he's often just wandering the streets and looking for an opportunity to help, whether that be moving stock into a grocery store or giving a quick-fix to anyone unfortunate enough to get a cut on the beaches.
Jacob Bosch seeks one thing, and only one simple thing. Power. The power over life and death itself, in order to act as a champion and a force for his people in a world where their own ambitions and voice were crushed underfoot. At least, that's what he tells himself at night. Perhaps it's a bit selfish, perhaps cruel, but he seeks his and his own's survival above anyone else's, whether they're on the ground with him or they're in the sky, thinking they move pieces like chess or checkers. With the other Contractors he's often with, he urges nothing but caution and prefers to take the risks for himself. He's proven time and again he's prepared to face death instead of capture, he's killed multiple times, and he continues to trudge along, Contract to Contract, in order to gain more strength to fight back.