Jonas Hodges
I was born Jonas Alexander Hodges.
I spent my entire life, every moment of it, to get that name to mean something.
My aspiration was to be part of a strong, thriving, patriotic corporation. I was thrilled when the chance opened for me to own one.
This company, Starkwood, this private army, was my focus for decades. It was the project that turned those three words, my name, into something intimidating, that silenced the room in awe when spoken.
I suffered many hard days and nights for my company, and finally, for their opportunity to protect this nation, now corrupt, from the enemy within.
Many people seemed to be confused, thinking Starkwood and even me to being that enemy.
But then, I was offered safety. The chance to start a new life somewhere.
Though I could never see my family, friends or co-workers again, I was thrilled to be alive.
Then I died...
I died Robert Tippit.