San-Antonio, TX. We all have heard this story, a kid grows up in a bad home. Dead mom, alcoholic father. By fourteen ol' Vick (at the time his name wasn't straughthorn) was doing all the wrong things, partying, drugs, all those things that have you end up in the wrong group of people and by sixteen, he was picked up by a Texan MC and finally found the world 'family'. This family had him work, run things, do things, and unfortunately they asked him to kill.
It wasn't a clean job, nor was it a job he got away with. 1st Degree Manslaughter was the charge he caught when they found him with the gun, and he spent the next ten years in United States Penitentiary of Beaumont. His 'family' gave him a parting gift when he got out. A clean slate, new ID, new name. No Felony charge to hang over his head and a bus ticket to some shit hole called Hathian. 5$ to his name....
From here, he was able to make a sort of start. Started working for a pawn shop and hopefully he can figure things out...but when all you know is Crime all your life, his new start may follow old paths.
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