Name: Mister Jones

Appearance: Tall with black hair, blue eyes and a short beard. Basically looks like any Russian gangster. Always wears a grey suit and Italian shoes.

Age: 32

Species: Human

Goals/Faction: Works for himself and wants to build his own gangster empire. Sells information to anyone who can pay, no matter their allegiance or goals.

Backstory: Not much is known about his past, all that is known is how he started. He gained ownership of a nightclub in the middle of downtown New York, nobody knows how since the previous owner was renowned for being greedy and stubborn, and he changed the name of the club to Night Angel. Since reopening the club, it's been a hotspot for humans, vampires and the occasional werewolf to dance, drink and do other sorts of things together. He also pushed drugs, guns, prostitutes and even hits through the club, but the main source of income comes from something that everyone needs, information. He's done buisness with everyone and anyone, and is considered by all to be untouchable, because while he isn't as rich as some of the others out there fighting for control, he knows a lot of important and powerful men and women, and has enough stuff on them so that if he goes down, they go down as well. So, whenever someone tries to arrest him, or kidnap him or even kill him, they know that if they are caught, they would disappear from the face of the Earth. 

Powers/Skills: Knows how to get people to talk to him. Can find anything and anyone if given enough time and money to do it. Can remember even the smallest of details about something or someone.

Equipment/Weapons:
-A pocket ledger full of names, numbers and transactions.
-A cell phone that can make untraceable calls.
-Glock 17 9mm pistol.

Theme Song: Sympathy for the Devil by Rolling Stones