About Me
Growing up on the streets was a hard way to make a living. I was born an illigitimate child to a US Senator, or so I was told by the orphanage institution. I hated that place with a passion unknown. When I ran away after stabbing the cook for spitting in my food, I had to run away. For months I scrounged from alley to alley on the cold streets of New York. I ended up being adopted by Cameron Lagwene, a member of the Irish mafia. I did a few stunts here and there, doing robberies, car jackings and the like... and it was the best time of my life. But that was soon to come to an end. A rival gang assasinated Lagwene in a drive by. I lost it. I tracked down the bastards through a long an arduous process, often involving car batteries and rotweilers. I ffollowed each one home, and killed all immediate family members. I was never the same after that. I began to look back at what my life had become. I decided to see if I could find my father. So I stole my file back at the orphanage and paid a visit to my long lost father who had knocked up a prostitute and created this nightmare of a person. Well, you can guess good ol' dad wasn't happy to see me, so I held him up for extortion, and said I would go to the press with his sordid past if he didn't cough up some cash for me. Well now I had some "wealth" I wasn't going to waste it. I bought a good sized boat and hauled myself down to Florida, where I started a human smuggling operation. The work was lucrative, but quite enough and limited expansion room. Well while I was down in the Carribbean, I made a stop at Haiti, and it was at Port-au-Prince that I noticed something quite curious... the Haitian's staple diet of rice cost more in Haiti then in the States! Well, instead of hauling worthless scum to the States, I was hauling rice from the States to the worthless scum. I undercut the Haitian rice producers by selling American rice cheaper than the Haitian rice. Well, wouldn't you know it, those Haitian rice growers when belly up, and guess who ended up buying 'em out? Heh, well it was yours truly. I had now established a monopoly of food production in this backwater country and I was going to milk it for everything it was worth...I jacked up the prices, became a loan shark, and became the big boy of the island of Hispaniola. After my first 10 million, I expanded my commercial venture to other Carribbean islands and went into other areas as well (gambling, prostitution, off shore bank accounts, etc.).To this day I have become an advisor to companies and served on the boards of a couple (who I shall not name since I do not want to tarnish their reputations). I now live in one of the wealthiest cities in the United States with vast assets. And If you're looking to ask for a loan from me, just remember that if you fail to pay, I will get you...or your family will.
