An up and coming underworld hitman
Illustration: Lori Hayworth
The man now known to the Secret Intelligence Service as Chriton was born in 1901 in a small little town on the southwest of the Isle of Briton. He was a bright lad making the best marks in schooling. His parents were not wealthy by any means and if it was not for the state he would never have received secondary or university education.
Chriton entered University of Oxbridge in 1922. He was considered to be one of the brightest students to attend Oxbridge. During his second year at the university a professor of his called him in for a meeting to discuss his opportunities.. After a long discussion the professor extended him an invitation for recruitment in to the Secret Intelligence Service. Chriton accepted and officially joined the SIS in 1925 after completing university.
In 1926 he was applied for the first time as an undercover agent. It was here were he shined as an operative for the SIS. In 1928 under the name John Micheal Kane Chriton was operating with New Peace intelligence officers and became as close friends with a man named Vincent Furnier. As close friends as operatives of foreign nations can get.
It was winter. The snow was chilling to the touch and the wind would cut through even the heaviest of overcoats. Jean-Pierre, a military contractor and millionaire, was walking out of Claridge’s, when a young woman, carrying several shopping bags bumped into him.
“Oh, I’m sorry my dear. Are you alright?” She was a beautiful woman. Blonde hair and blue eyes with a smile that could melt even the coldest of hearts. The most beautiful woman he had ever seen in all his travels.
“I do apologize. I was lost in thought.”
“No, no. Don’t worry about. I’m Jean-Pierre. Are you staying here at Claridge’s?” A little stunned at the man’s question, “Yes, I am. I should be getting upstairs. It’s about time for lunch with my father.”
“I see. Could I at least get your name, and perhaps have dinner with you tonight say around eight?”
With a little giggle, “Dinner would be lovely.” Walking into the hotel, “My name is Lori,” looking over her should with a smile.
That was the first time Jean-Pierre had dinner with Lori, and it was not the last. During his stay in Briton, he and Lori became close, but it would only last for so long. Her father was only here on business and had allowed his daughter to accompany him. After two weeks she was gone—returned to Romasor. He did not get to say good bye, as that day he was on business himself visiting an enemy nation. Two weeks later, Jean-Pierre Leaud was reported dead after his airplane crashed.
After the death of millionaire Jean-Pierre Leaud, another man disappeared from the war effort. An intelligence operative, for the Secret Intelligence Service of Briton, known only as Chriton. There were many theories about his real name—one being Daniel Craig—but what was known for certain from his handler were some of his prominent aliases: David Webb, Jason Bourne, John Michael Kane, George P. Washburn, Gilberto de Piento, and several others. There has been no information on the man appearing in any country, however, a man trained to disappear and become part of whatever environment needed would be extremely difficult to track down.
On the streets of Romasor, a man has emerged from the shadows to make his way into a close knit family—the Hayworth family. His name, John Grave. A man who does not seem to fit the bill of a hired gun. His dress is that of a sophisticated gentleman and he carries himself as such a man.
John Grave was a military contractor for the government of New Peace. He was the owner of a very large manufacturing company. After New Peace pledged its forces to the war in Cathagus the government began usurping private industry to optimize its military output. John refused to have his company forced to make whatever product the government wanted. Charges were brought against him and he was forced to resign from his company.