NAME | Anna Rothschild
LOCA | In a small office in Daltine
ACTN | Going over requests
INVT | Lighter, wallet ($145), iPhone, keys, Hi-Point under shirt.
OBJV | Nothing much
Anna was born in New York City in 1987, under a father involved in organized crime and a mother that was left dead after cheating on Rich, Anna's dad. Her dad did her best to raise her, and keep her away from the horrors of organized crime, but she would still see it from time to time. Anna grew quite close to one of her dad's top guys, Carlos. When Anna was 14, the NYPD kicked down the door to their condo abruptly and shot and killed everyone inside, including her dad. However, Carlos managed to get her into the hidden safe room, and fought off the NYPD with Rich's double barrel, until he was mowed down by a SWAT team on the side of a helicopter outside. Anna managed to flee from the crime scene discretely, and began living her life on the streets.
Her first murder was when a drunken man was wandering down the streets as she dug through the dumpster outside a pizza place for food. He grabbed her and attempted to rape her. As he was unzipping, she grabbed a discarded razor from the ground and stabbed it into the man's throat. She ran away and ducked into a parking garage and cried for an hour before drifting to sleep. A janitor found her in the morning and she bribed him with what little money she had to not tell anyone that she was there.
When Anna had literally just turned 16, two NYPD officers caught her mugging someone. By now she was used to assaulting (and sometimes killing) others, and managed to take one of their pistols and shoot all three of them, but not without suffering a bullet wound to the chest. She fled from the scene as quickly as she could, and nearly bled out before a man who was involved in her father's gang found her and saved her. A year later, she was required to (once again) flee from an NYPD raid on her savior's home. Lost once again, she wandered back to one of the gang's old hideouts and discovered that the group had started once again, and was planning to move to a new city entitled Highler Ridge. She begged them to take her with them, and they agreed, taking her. They set up shop in a warehouse and its underlying office when Anna turned nineteen. A HRPD SWAT team killed all the members of the gang (except Anna) by the time she was twenty-one. Using the remainder of the group's cash stash and armory, she started a discrete business that involved murdering others for cash, especially HRPD members. At twenty-six, she was now sitting upon a fair pile of cash and had only come close to being shut down four times.
Anna tapped a pen against her lips repeatedly as she browsed the internet, waiting for any calls or messages to come in for work. A dufflebag rested on her large U-desk, full of cash and spent shells. A grocery bag next to her contained a fair amount of bagged marijuana, which she had no use for. She smiled as she went over her finances in her head, and put in an order for more .45 ammunition.
