Full Legal Name:  James Cuneo
Age: 28
Legal Relationship Status:  Unmarried 
Children:  None
Other Family: Not Listed/Sicily
Aliases/Nicknames:  Crow, The Crow.

Background Story:

At a young age James and his family fled Sicily and came to America, he was only about five or six years old at the time so much of his life in Sicily he doesn't remember much about, but upon coming to America, his family like most other Italian immigrants, faced hardships not only among other ethnicities but with their own. From a young age, the mafia's presence was easily noticed in his neighborhood.. there was those that stood out, and those that were like his father and did not, but that wasn't to say his family was poor by any means. His father moved here with not much in his pocket but was able to find a good paying job down at the dockyards for most of World War Two in New York where he was able to save up and move the family away and off to Vegas..

Vegas was a much different town than what he had grown up in back in New York, there was a bustle about it that was unlike anything he had experienced, and being in his teens when they moved, he was able to experience the end of high school and his early twenties on the Strip, his family owning a small restaurant just off the main road where all the casino's sat. James enjoyed the fruits of his father's labor, being employed at the family restaurant he earned a weekly paycheck.. but never really showed up. He had always dreamed since he was a kid of being a gangster, seeing the guys walking around in their fancy suits and jewelry back home.. it was something like being a celebrity back home with all the kids and adults.. everyone knew who the local wise guys were.. and the Dons were like the ultimate movie stars.

It wasn't until the year 19XX when his father passed away and he took control of the Cuneo Pizzeria that he finally got his big break.. two weeks after and while still mourning his father, a couple men walked into the place looking for their 'special' box.. of course, James knew nothing about this because he was never around before.. this box was some illicit drugs that his father had been selling to pay for everything, as well, the place really wasn't selling many pizzas.. or not the pizza pies like that. When the men were informed of his father's passing, they had then laid it all upon him.. his father had been working for the mafia ever since he was a kid and he never knew.. that "well paying" docks job was all just a front. The mob controlled most of them during the wars and he was linked up with them ever since coming to America.

And alas was how he got his big break into the mob world.. still just your average wise guy, he took over his father's spot and with an iron fist, over the next four years he continued running the drugs for the families back in New York to the Godfather Petah, and his Don Makima during which time he earned his nickname "Crow" for being ruthless in his decisions on how to deal with people that steal from him. He would have their eyes ripped out before being shot execution style.

Criminal Organizations Associated With: Devil Hunters, The Institution