Name: James Amadeus Riddle
Age: 68
Birthday: November 4, 1947
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Personality Report (Summary of New Delta reconnaissance mission records, plus detailed personal reports):
James Amadeus Riddle, a name only spoken of in rumors and whispers. Just the mention of this man can send chills up even the most notorious of mafia families and even international terrorist cells. As digital and paper trails have become a nixed route for information, word of mouth has been in heavy rely for current information or whereabouts of Mr. Riddle.
Given known data, James Riddle is most known for being a figurehead of the international crime group, Albatross, a still unknown group presence possibly spread within both other syndicated organizations, along with higher forms of political office and law enforcement. These day to day operations are speculated to be mostly run by Riddle himself, implying a control complex with slight paranoia.
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Personal Report #1- [Sgt. John Buchanan; squad leader of Hostage Retrieval Unit 7]
"I remember those days vividly. I was a bum kid, my old man had left when I was about two, and my mom..
*cough*
..she was on cotton and drinking from then on. She OD'ed when I was ten, so I called Mister Reese, a local pediatrician from my neighborhood. I told her to stay awake, to hang on and I'll be right back."
*Asked why he didn't call an ambulance*
"Nah, where I lived you wouldn't see any ambulance or police for another hour. To them we weren't worth it, at least to those that knew us."
"I got my mom looked at and..
*long pause, followed by a shaky sigh*
..she was already dead when we got there. I told her to hang on, and she didn't, died before we even got there. Mister Reese said that she'd been dead for a couple minutes, probably before I even went to get help..
*Asked if this was around when he had first met James Riddle*
"No, it was about three years after that. By then I was livin with my aunt and her boyfriend upstate. It was about..mid September maybe, I was playin hooky from the school they enrolled me in. I didn't like school all that much then, guess I thought I was too much of a young thug."
"So I'm goin down the walk towards [name redacted] house, this other kid about five years older than me. She was out of school and living with her parents, but she would sneak liquor out for us whenever I skipped. I didn't know how or where she got them, and back then I didn't really care.
"I was on my way to our usual spot in an alley, and I round a corner..
*swallows, takes shaky breath*
..there were bodies everywhere. Six guys; two white, a Mexican and three black guys, all lying on the ground, bloody and not moving. I then see this other guy at the end of the alley, older guy all dressed in black and packing some serious heat. He turns around, catches my eyes, and he's holding [name redacted] in his arms. He was just staring at me like he wanted to kill me..and I'm pretty sure he could've. He was carrying [name redacted] in his arms, she was all bruised and scraped up, and she was wearing a large hoodie, but she had been naked underneath.
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